Posts tagged ‘cycles of life’
I will bathe in the shower of a bursting cloud,
rinsing away insecurities with nature’s soap.
Scrubbing until I am brazen and proud,
I will sing a song of love and hope,
A whistling wind will whip me dry
as I twirl and sway without remorse.
For all that lives shall never die,
but cycle, recycle, and recourse.
The whippoorwill will sing me a lullaby
as a gentle flowing river rocks me to sleep.
No tears drip from my eyes, they are stars I cry
into the night air, up to the heavens; the deep.
I shall rise each day with the sun,
gathering glistening dewdrops upon dust
where the earth and sky become one
and the world becomes a place of trust.