Monday, 24 April 2017

Our life resembles cycles poem

Our life is like a summer morning, our light is all about
We resemble flowers in the meadow, the birds are roaming free
We're like the echo of the breeze, flowing through the trees
We're like the butterflies who pass us by, too we have our wings

Our life is like the dew, that nestles on the grass
New growth is seen, on our spring morn, our life it too begins
The harvest new, the leaves they show, the daffodils do bloom
We are not so different, God is changing you

Winter comes, we need to rest, one cycle now does end
The darkness comes, we sleep through it, our energy we need
We wait again till our time does come, when the light it does return
Our hibernation creates new life, our dreams we do pursue

I never mentioned Autumn, a lot of preparing we will do
We have only just  come out of the light, our darkness will bring new
We save so well to take with us, all that we have learnt
When winter comes, we take with us, our dreams they will be stored

Our life goes around, this cycle stays, but our lives do not remain
Where we were at the start, our life as something gained
We are like our own evolution, great changes do occur
So why worry where you are now, your cycles bring you, you

Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm



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