Mother Nature – (IntPoWriMo – Day 27)

Mother Nature

I say goodbye to my beliefs
That bring about such tides of grief,
That wrack my heart with sorrow’s word,
As though a child had not been heard.
I lay to rest that child of mine,
To let it dream of things divine,
While I remain on this fine earth,
Until the time for my own birth.
A cloth of love I weave for those,
Who still adorn their magic clothes;
Who in time will come to see,
Those very reasons there are to Be.
A mother of ideas to come,
As I was child when life was young.
I say farewell to pastures old,
And feel the warmth of nature’s hold.

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