From the Wordsmith Project
I walk along the sands of time
Rummaging through old photos
Me & trees
Me & the ocean
Sorrow grips my heart
I begin to slip and fall apart
Honor seeps through my pores
As I fall to the forest floor
Doors open windows to my soul
Spoiling the moment
A spider steps into my view
Chewing over old thoughts
Like spoiled meat
I decide to let go
And let the Universe take control
I smile as a single shaft of sunlight
Strays through momentous green leaves
Shadows block the sun
But in the moment I am
Done with my sadness
A flutter of wings
This red headed woodpecker sings
A promise of better things to come
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