Saturday, August 30, 2014

Grace

a white lily
rests
in dark waters,
opening out
to drink sunbeams
from the heavens;

a virgin flamingo
drapes her head
to kiss still waters,
in a quiet thanksgiving,
before she rises
to flame the sky;

a lone leaf
twirls
into the rising mist,
with no cares -
for her wild beginnings
or uncertain endings;

a silhouette
walks alone
into the fading light,
holding a lamp
of quiet reverence,
for all of life.





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