I Am Each Living Thing

 

In setting skies of dusky sighs
my soul glides

I am the drifting clouds touching heaven
I am the dew forming on shards of grass
giving refreshment to a thirsting earth

I am the living blood coursing through all creatures
worn in body from earthly toil

I sing in harmony with the Cicada’s songs
their shadowy music of life & continuations reflect
Love’s eternal hope

My spirit finds solace in the cooling winds
calling from distant vistas of unseen mountains

I am each living thing
Reborn as darkness falls

It is in God’s arms
that I am home
~

©justagirllost2

 

*image of Louisiana swamp, Pinterest

Home is Where the Heart Is

~

Fall turns to winter

leaves crack and wither

forlorn branches bare

of beauty unaware

~

no rustled songs

like fairy wings

as wind moves on

to sweeter things

~

no shade in the sun

as nature’s glory

takes a fall

but, for creatures small

room for a nest

Home is where

the heart is,

after all

~

©justagirllost2

*Image taken from Pinterest

Storms

 

When I hear thunder riding across the sky
in chariots of the gods

I feel small

I feel safe
inside my cozy home

I like knowing that lightning so fierce
won’t strike me
I like hearing the howling wind, knowing it dies
to get in at me
I like feeling the air vibrate & shake
Monsters outside made of rolling clouds
screaming across a sullen sky

I like knowing there is something beyond humanity
Uncontrolled by simple minds & greedy souls
I like knowing there is something beyond our caves & holes
Beyond our electric switches & cars & man-made existence

I like knowing there are storms outside of us
~

 

*image from Pinterest