Like a soul ☆

The specks of nature

Scattered around

Like bushes and trees and flower-crowns

Mostly cut down and moulded

But some remain to show 

the slow earthly changes

like the shimmer of a soul

From cold rose patterns of frost 

into colour and blooming and sprouting from mud

I close and open

Into green and lush and full before

My world blossoms up into thirsty glow

the world blinking warm

There is a hand that I hold, let go and watch

The beautiful destruction fall

And the heavy leaves, and a bent spine with splints and creaks 

turns into the rotting of a cold motionless winter

The rotting of a bed and a life and a chest

But still the slow pull of the coloured and mild into white and harsh

Reminds of the string-like bones

That will once again pull us into lush and beautiful 

It just takes time

Takes time

As the nature is

As am I

And to feel and know

Light blue turns deeper and fuller further up by the moon

Or a peach pink after the sleep of the sun

Is alive even behind clouds

The world is whole

The world is round

And somewhere the colours reflect 

in the glaze of human eyes*

Even with too much light to see all the small stars in the sky

Somewhere they shine as ever, up against the deep black sky

Although dim, this tells me there will somewhere sometime, be a fiery light

There is so much i cannot see or feel

In this dark sleep

But knowing what once was

and still remanis

Tells me 

everything will be fine 

It will be okay

The world will change

Like the slow pulse

and glimmer

Of a soul