The Nature of Things

“light of the world, hold me” -Mary Oliver 

Looming Tree, remind me to breathe. 

Brave Birds, sing a chorus to me 

something I can hold inside. 

Bright Blossoms teach me how to grow stronger, 

and color me as bright as you. 

Creatures of prey, remind me I am not weak,

standing open in the light. 

Bright Tomatoes show me how to burst open, 

so not to hold so much inside. 

Dropping seeds remind me how to move on. 

There are new locations to visit. 

Howling Wolves teach me the song of pain and renewal,

a pack at your side to fall on. 

Shining Sun guide me to wake up, 

and find your undying light there. 

Falling Rain, show me how to fall and rise 

again, wiser for it. 

I am no longer afraid of the downpour. 

Nor am I scared of the warm moon, casting it’s shadow. 

It’s the nature of things.