Nature

sunrise brings forth the light
illuminating all that was in the dark
sleepy eyes awaken; welcoming the golden rays
body aches; tired and drained
preparations in place to bring forth life
through the cries of pain induced by unconditional love
breathe.. breathe.. in and out of pain
a woman becomes a mother
a baby is born; one of nature's marvelous wonders
a small fragment of what nature is made of

Rain on a Funeral

My mind is drawn into a state of wonderment at the sight of a rainy sky on days of interment.
I have observed this phenomenon on more than one occasion.
I questioned the fall of rain when I was 11yrs old at the funeral of an infant cousin.
I was told it was because of a sensitive God; a response to our cries and prayers at the loss of a loved one.
A break in the rain produces a glimpse of daylight and at times a bright, warm sun.
I’ve imagined this to be a hug of hope from the spirit of God; using the moment to remind me that there is a higher power and a conclusion of life here on earth.

Retreat

I loved you, without saying a word.

I let my lips speak with adoration through each kiss I planted on yours.

Give ground. Move around

I loved you, without saying a word.

I let my hands express amity each time I touched your skin.

Move away. Move back. 

I loved you, without saying a word.

I let my eyes fall upon you with devotion each time you came into view.

Recoil. Withdraw.

I loved you, without saying a word. 

I let myself care passionately each time I sensed your desire.

Leave. Flee.