Born into isness last week the ground was lost
Frozen in time and wrapped beneath a layer of wet snow,as if to say
All is gone beyond the grief,experience proved to me
It would all go away,as even this too,
Shall pass away into another day
And amaze me once again afresh, anew
As the grass so green and flower shoots pursue,
Unveil yearning petals to invite
The warm spring's touch to feel the sky of blue
I must admit it awakened in me
A fondness for the feeling of freshness,
Of newness, of the hope for resurrected life
The essence of all, being born again into isness.
Again and again reincarnated from the past life
Of last fall's reaping, that proves the strife,
It's true heart, it's soul coming to life again,
In me!