So many of us wilting
under our circumstances,
craving
a quiet pause,
flower by the stream
sipping cool water,
our strength coming back
again young...
and for a moment we are there,
no numbering of days,
timeless in the sun,
no questioning heaven,
falling into the future
beginning,
we bloom forever.
Published in The Rainbow Rose- March 13, 2012
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