THE RAIN SHOWER

I am a child in rain

with hands outstretched,

catching droplets

as they fall.

I run.

Dance.

Sing.

Take an old umbrella

spin and whirl

laugh out loud

let water run

down my face

into my shoes

baptizing 

my soul 

brand new.

 

 

LAST RAYS

Awake with the morning

to a smooth day.

Maker of Days, hiyi.

Arise with the dawn

feel its warmth on your face

sun on your skin.

Everlasting Provider, hiyi.

Run like a new fawn

like a butterfly

wind lifting your wings

until your spirit soars

until it sings.

Remember, myself,

this day shall never be again

when the sun sets

it is but a lost

friend.

 

THE DREAM

I stuck my hand in a rainbow

the colors got all over me

silver and blue, fuchsia and red.

They touched the child in my mind

gave life to magic inside

this power of light

penetrated a tree

then kissed the ground

at my feet.

I looked behind me and

saw forever, all which has been

and what is yet to be.

Then I smiled to know

I am forever young yet

always old

that mortality is temporal

life eternal.

This essence of me will walk

beneath the sun

when I am dust

only ashes remaining of now

a golden sun will rise

and I will always be

just who I am.