Rebirth Poem by Tsani Jones

In early morning she walks among them.
A soft dew,
Remnants of the passing storm
Makes everything cool and gentle.

A breeze swirls with a
Tickle around her weary legs
The memory of a soul's
Marked travel.

The song sifts through the pines
With the view of everything so new,
So green,
A new purity brought to light by dawn.

The storm fade,
Dissonant rumbling exiting
Her earth's canvas
As the awakening begins...

The huddling behind
A tarp of her safety
Has flown high,
Blown away from the deluge.

And with this new distance
Comes the sparkling
Diamonds of a new world.
She is new...

And her heart is in it.