Sunday, February 14, 2010


by Me

You dance attendance on a limb,
waiting, forming, unfolding.
A bud reaching for sunlight-
you and nature as one.

You're so supple, so lush,
veins running helter skelter
throughout your palm -
feeding, nuturing.

Growing, frolicking on your secure extension.
A sprightly existence;
experiencing the elements.

Time passes, seasons change,
it's time to return from whence you came.

Protruding veins -
character lines on your parched facade.
Letting go a bit at a time.

Melding into the earth,
relinquishing your hold on life-
to join the harmony of nature.