
death transforming into life
Aug 24, 2017 · 1 min read
SUMMER
The hard dirt against my foot
becomes hard dirt holding up my foot
Every step,
a regrounding,
a gift that helps us stand up
again and again
FALL
The warmest colors
of the last flower, touched by grace, ripe with gratitude
before the fall
Shall I put on my red scarf
for the last dance
of this lifetime?
WINTER
In your eyes, I see my lover from a past life
You are falling in front of me
My eyes are closing
I want to know you more
I want to know myself through you more
SPRING
Death transforming into life
The flowers bloom within my body
Past and future
Memories from a time forgotten and passed, dreaming in my body
