! ! Life Renewed - Poem by Bob Blackwell
I look up into blue, blue heaven,
watching a cloud move slowly
drifting, floating, as it passes aimlessly
through the unique experience of
a firmament that holds the truth of all.
As this white, wispy, fluffy cloud moves
it grows bigger as it collects, and gathers
moisture from below, it is happy knowing
its mission is to be a ship, to carry the
natures spirit, life’s renewal, water.
It is at peace, content, knowing that
when its life’s elixir falls as rain upon our
world, it will disappear, will be no more,
but given time its life’s force will return
to serve yet again, in yet another form.
Each ending is always
the start of something new.
Life’s perpetual changes manifest
as a rebirth of something else.
Each time the sun rises,
it sees a different world,
at dusk it sets again, and we are
happy knowing it will rise again.
Like magic, plants grow, flowers blossom,
seeds fall, nuts crack and new life appears.
As each season ends, a new one begins.
A cycle of plenty is followed by one of drought.
Our own cycle of birth and death must
surely follow on to breathe a life renewed.
One energy one life force encompasses all we see,
it is our Oneness that makes the changes happen.
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