Tuesday, May 7, 2013

:: break ::

beautiful transitions
slip from my shoulders.
ahead, i see flowers blooming
bells held full for hummingbird bellies.
squirrels curl their tails above their noses
curiously seeking an extra nibble
for their troubles.
sighs draw in from my eyes
escape through my mouth;
they water at the blankness of new,
churn for the day of old.

when was the last time you felt a belonging to the earth?

faces scatter to blanket the galaxy;
puzzling glances know they're not alone.
hands held open to new energy,
the hummingbirds close in the distance
sweeten the palm --
a balance created in season.

~ Jessica M. Wilson

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