Renewal
When the heaven’s cry,
it sooths my soul.
The quiet sound,
beating down,
brings a calm stillness to my heart,
And natural life to landscape.
It rejuvenates my mind,
Bringing colour to it.
Much like the now green grass
And red tulips.
Two lips,
Relaxed.
Reciting,
Insightful & hopeful words
of renewal.
Copyright © Rachel W | Year Posted 2010
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