A cycle of rain and nitrogen
And everything looks a lot like mud
But that's where the stuff grows you know
Where the ancients have fallen
Cause here's a place too sow seeds you see
To spread your wings and fall over and over again
Rest easy
Crash your waves
Flood the sky
Sink into the earth
As here's a place made for no mortal
That's why the sun and stars came to play

And they pulled up their hands
After soaking themselves in space
Took a breath and began blowing sand
Forged from dust amongst an age of waves
Where clouds of ash could fall like snowflakes
And their embers rained
A storm of ore was gently sprayed
Over the pattern of valleys and figment shapes
The rocky canvas flooded with pigment and seething grains
As shadows played against the flame
They lay in a wake of clay and paint
Bellowing songs of ancestors throughout the cave

Watching the monsters sleep and slumber
A masked owl whispers and wanders
Tree bark yawns with the break of twilight
Flames cackle casting embers of amber and seething whites
A cauldron of fireflies crash amongst the leaves
With the winter breeze hurling them throughout the sky
A mouse hurries late for it's meeting in the old shed
Where the spider lies back stretching in her web
The stars roll around laughing about something bright that was said
The moon sighs overhead while clouds encircle the lunar light
Puddles shiver and grasses bloom with frost bite
The aching orchard hums a tune of summer nights

HSPs sounds like a company
A network
It is an acronym that we want others to accept before they understand
If they possibly can
People with gentler stronger hearts that see the world differently  
Live the world from a higher plain
Bullied and members of the elite walking wounded
Always creative thinkers  never understood
In time would stand out from the crowd time
We still ask many questions and sometimes have answers before the question is broached
We weather many storms and let them go a little longer
Wounds heal but scars bring things back to the heart of the matter
We are all about heart
We take things out of the flow
We choose not to go with it
We are all about soul
We are Highly Sensitive people

C@rainbowchaser2020