I AM... A CONTINUATION

There is no need in searching for me. 

I AM as you are. 

But if you must, 

You may start with your eyes closed.

Let the weight of the world fall from your shoulders.

Listen as they crash like waves at your feet.

When light springs forth from a dark winter night, come closer then;

I am the language flowers speak.

Wherever you are, there I am;

The gaze in every eye you will ever meet. 

And on days when you find yourself lost in a sea of lonely tears, lay your hand gently on your chest and listen.

I AM the rhythm, the dance and the treasure in your hearts’ beat. 

The Way

Flowers know when it is time to say goodbye;

With their feet firmly planted and with crowns reaching for the sky.

Poised in reverence, they shed their petals,
Surrendering to life;

For they know they will return in due season

But if they should live, first they must die. 

Written by: Lesia Forde