life – Page 35 – Picking Up Roots

Precious Resources

time moves at its pace,
consistent in its passing,
it is steady;

we refuse to stop,
to recognize it
as it goes by;
we burn it as waste,
failing to understand:
every second once spent,
is lost;
we don't give it the value -
the respect -
it deserves;

it is our most precious resource,
we fail to take into account:
it will not renew.

The Black

what do you see
when staring into the black,
is it a void
or endless possibility;

what do you find
in its textures and contours,
impediments
or your way;

do you remain lost
in its totality,
or is its anonymity
how you find yourself

Dawn

the trees are shadows
against the brightening skies,
a new day is coming
carrying with it
the same questions:
how will we make this one better
than the one that came before;
what will we do
to earn a beautiful sunset;
what are we willing
to put into today
to feed our soul,
to clear out the darkness
within our mind,
to put solid ground
beneath our feet
to understand,
to find joy
and a sliver
of peace