The trees are a kaleidoscope of the green rivets of sunshine peak through the canopy of leaves as the light flows to the forest floor. Vines wrap their arms around the trunks of the trees climbing to reach the sun Each desperately fighting for the just a piece of the warm glow Robins, swallows, and Cardinals all sing their songs as they glide from branch to branch filling the woods with their symphonies. A fox dashes across a steady stream leaping over rocks and fallen logs making his way home again.
My sister once told me There was an immortal jellyfish Turritopsis dohrnii, Its Latin name if I recall it correctly. They revert back to their polyp stage. Their lives beginning all over I often think to myself Wouldn’t that be nice To have the power of the jellyfish
A new life from beginning to end
To have learned from my past To make it all last To start anew To let go grudges, and try something new To jump off a plane To go to the show To date a boy, I barely know To a spontaneous trip to the coast To say goodbye to who I loved most To make mistakes I never did Knowing that I could start again.
Hollow like a dying tree alone in the forest where its brethren stand tall and strong the sun peeking through their canopies of green casting their shadows onto its blistering bark cold, dark, rotten past its prime and waiting for the end
but nestled in that tree is a nest and inside that nest three bright blue eggs rest patiently waiting to hatch
I sit at the end of the world my feet dangling over the edge wondering if just a little nudge will send me tumbling down to the earth below Like a meteorite falling across the sky. Or will I fly free Like the comet dancing with the stars
This is a work of fiction please if you're feeling down seek help!
One is often tempted To say night is a frightening place but I take comfort in the eerie inky space Like a woolen blanket, the twilight soothes me It is always more than it appears to be It doesn't mask innocence nor pain It doesn't hold you to its expectations It's simple It's true The night doesn't lie like the day seems to do.