Toes to the edge, arms wide

& upon butterfly wings, I dive

To be deafened by wordless songs

To skydive beneath dried water

& float on wingless feathers

So let’s get lost

& hold my hand to climb

Let’s risk those deeper waters

To run naked through the garden

To watch a turtle mid-float

as hope rises in the rain

For this is nature’s gift

of a life lived

with no need to explain.

(Consider this my excuse/explanation for my absence from WordPress these past few weeks…)