Day 5
One tear drops from eye to cheek,
A tear for all to see or be hidden,
A small drop of purity in being filled,
Of sadness or joy one smiles,
Your voice and sound so small but powerful,
Your music is that of lullabies,
Your beating heart a baby cuddles,
So quite yet powerful is the music you make,
That the sand and water of time holds still,
Until eternity wakes to your ripples,
What wakes is life of nature anew,
Where the lights in the sky begins,
Where death has no hold,
No thunder or lightning,
Only peace as a mother coddles her child,
Yet in her hold is a being of strength, beauty, and power to become anything,
Oh how amazing you are,
If not by how many see but nature's eyes see,
You who are the child of nature, life, and time,
I now believe I too can be a ripple among tides, and the storm of change unbound,
I now proudly say "Here I stay and see I am beauty, power, and capable to be anything".
2020-03-24 07:18:50
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