Mosaic sunset, rose and golden hues
This is the time I like the best
Pervasive serenity, all is well
My soul is quiet, my heart at rest
And as the horizon slowly impales itself
With fiery orb of life-nurturing light
Darkness descends as the day softly dies
Giving birth to the solitude of night
Cool wet rhythm of rain on grass
Vibrant green and crystal blue
Selfish soil drinks its fill
As things of nature often do
The sun shreds the clouds to wisps
And paints the sky with colorful bow
But this beauty fades as the rain dries up
Making no excuse for its having to go
Despondent sand dancing in mournful breeze
Angry sun glaring at twisted land
But where it can't see there is still life
Diligently tending to the tasks at hand
Proud cactus swelled with memories
Of the rain that came in another season
Blissfully unaware of the creatures below
Not knowing or caring if there is reason
Patterns and cycles from life to death to life
Coincidence is a conjecture not an absolute
Fate and Destiny make a stronger argument
No need to fear Chaos, that point is moot
Every word we speak, every tear we shed
Are but echoes of words and tears past
There is nothing we do that has not been done
We were not the first, we will not be the last |
