thoughts dancing in lush fields of green
and forest glades pregnant with dreams
memories chasing shadows beneath the trees
and whispers of love blowing on the breeze
ephemeral reflections of childhood delight
vanished suddenly, like the coming of night
first death, then loss
one after another, such a heavy cost
so many endings, emptied of tears
too much pain, for too many years
but as winter loses it icy hold
there’s an awakening, deep in the soul
alone is a word with such negative connotation
but maybe it’s the path to spiritual elevation
rending the soul to its true essence
nature offers a gift of a whole new presence
