Parted clouds reveal,
blue skies,
and fading sunlight,
night begins anew.

Kneel and pray
to gods nature,
a renewal, like spring
healing slowly.

Tears come fast and free,
enough to fill the sea,
hidden here behind,
the willow curtain clears my mind.

When life is hard to bear,
no one seems to care,
I hike into the trees,
a place emotions free.

The plants all understand,
as my tears water the land,
they are refreshed and so am I,
and I go on with this life of mine.