Saturday, April 21, 2018

Be Like Me

Be like me, said the tree standing tall and strong, arms open to the sky.
Sink your roots deep into the earth and stretch your arms to the sun.

Be like me, said the bird as it lit on a branch of the tree,
then spread its wings wide and soared into the blue.
Let the wind take you west into the great unknown.

Be like me, said the cloud as it rode that same wind
over mountain, valley, river, and plain. Gather as you go.
Be filled, and then fill in return as you share what comes to you.

Be like me, said the water as it fell from the cloud to nourish the earth.
I give and receive as I flow over, around, under, and through.

Be like me, said the earth over which the rain washed.
I soak it all in and send it all out through root and branch, blossom and stem.

Be like me, said the flower, fragrant and glistening with morning dew.
I am beauty on display, hope for Spring in the death of Winter's cold.

The wind smiled as it blew through waving grass and rustling leaves
Under the sun's warm one-eyed gaze watching life unfold below.

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