Poetry from the Nest


What happens to your soul as you dance through the seasons around your life
And what rhythm is it that we dance to, that brings us back, again and again to

What joys do they bring, or sorrows do they spread
Light is cast and shadows fall, as life blooms or lies dead

Shades of green or fire or ice lay before us
As we tread the gentle Earth
Who changes her emotions like a new dress
Taking us with her in the depths of our souls
Or the creases on our face
Holding hands and dancing, happily, wearily -
Around and around through the seasons
Looking deep, searching for reasons

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