Different Shadows and a New Sun

Dreams

They flood me
a low moan of wind

Darkness

They rescue me
Bellows of past

Sing

Melodies invade me
take hold

Fire

Rages through me
the walls are thin

Water

Marches forth from me
deep crevasses form

Ash

Settles upon me
foundations are weakened

Lightning

Emanates from me
fingers let go

Clouds

Carry me
storms fury

Sensation

reenters me
dust subsides

And a new sun rises beyond the horizon
low and inviting
Breath recaptures presence
and life blooms anew
growing with fortitude and awaiting
different shadows to relive
the cycle once more.

One Earth.