Life Topics

The Wind

Tree

Tree tops bend to welcome
the wind.
Howls of laughter fill
the waving branches,
leaves jumping.

How stoic the trunk remains,
standing straight with
defiance.
How dare the branches
play with the intruder ?
The sun fulfills most of its
needs.

Take water from the earth,
mix with light to grow.
The wind serves no purpose.
“We are Amused” cried the limbs,
for the trunk offers nothing
but buried root.

Look to the wind, and feel its
renewal.  The bark is grateful
to be cooled.
A storm may quench the thirst,
but the air will bring a bluster
of pleasure.

Life Topics

Dark Waves

dockLargeWater anchors my dreams.
Memories bob upon rippled
whispers and the thirst of
the moonlight.  I can hear
my name.

Bullfrogs inspire cricket songs.
The lightning tells my story.
Soft rumbles from angels
above, warning the lake of
the coming downpour.

Dark waves lapping are
a burden to the shore.
Step into the warm water with
dew drenched feet and
wipe the tears you
do not have.

Let the striking rain tell you
secrets in your sleep.  Wishing
on stars is not a promise.
Hold onto the thread that
weaves shadows and light.