i amble along with a teetering gait bypass the puddles in my path i listen as nature speaks to me while thoughts of day do congeal at times i’m in a brambly place where thorns do scratch and sting my skin so i pluck the sweet and move along return to open fields again 5.5.17

my loss replaced with greater gifts as friendship feeds the hungry heart grieving i must quickly pass from the end, return to start cares for me as i do of them a family now of many strong we knit together into one a community we all belong 5.4.17 [Image Source]

in the shadows they steal cloaked by night, cowards enjoying what they did not earn discovered int he day, the loss seems more extreme than the material thing, a violation of trust, amputation of self, sacrifice with no gain 5.3.17 [Image Source]

a layer of rain coats the ground all that grows is happy again such a simple cycle of thirst then replenish as the earth waits to quench its thirst again, so must i wait to be replenished anew… 5.2.17

the flower feeds on sun and rain, buds begin to form swelling bigger until they burst in color; slowly the petals unfold opening in brazen beauty, apex of their potential, after which they fold, collapse into themselves and wither 5.1.17