Rekindling
Whirling colors have ceased for comfort
for the wonders of Earth vibrantly register
with the ocean hued eyes of aging apatite
The crunch of our feet as we traverse the dried
warm ocean beneath us
a mirror of the sky which touches the truth
To die so beautifully
as the phoenix dose before us
this repetition of sorrow
so sweetly brings us to peace
To hold your hand now
and witness the wonder of everything
that is magnificent
that is mournful
that is inevitable
To ask you how you see
this world meant for us to believe
would you retell the same reflection
from which burns so brightly
in the eyes of the ocean?
Copyright © Kay Ham | Year Posted 2015
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