Life...


In the days of my Youth…
I sprouted on the tallest branch…
For I could see all the Beauty in this Shadowy World…
Every Sunrise…
Every Setting Sun…
The Heavens…
Then as we grew up...
We crowded each other’s view from the treetop…
We lived our whole Life isolated from this World…
Living in each other's Shadow...
Remembering the Beauty and Innocence of our youthful emergence…
Holding tightly against the ravages of the Wind...
Until the Autumn of our Life quietly arrived…
Our color changed…
And faded…
Our desperate grasp weakened…
And I let go…
I separated from the only thing I ever knew…
And Loved…
I began my plummet to nothingness…
But as I descended…
It was the loving kindness of the Wind…
That lifted me high above the canopy…
So I could see once again...
And there was the Beautiful World…
Right where a little boy left it...
And I savored everything on this last Journey…
Just as I had remembered as a child…
The Bright Beautiful World was still there…
As I floated on the breeze…
And the Sun shone on my Face once more…
And I feared not Death…
For the World had been Bright and Beautiful all along…
 We just couldn’t see it anymore…
Once we left our Childhood behind…
And dwelled in each other's darkness...
So I floated down…
Savoring each precious last Beautiful Moment…
Gently arriving with those who departed before me…
And I laid my head down…
Closed my Eyes…
And Dreamt of this Bright Beautiful World…
And the Kindness and Love...
Of the Wind...

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