Reid@YWP

I was born in the morning

when the wind's gentle hands

would fly past me- laughing

should we run through the land

I was born as the birds were

under the eaves

of a soothing huckleberry

Look to the star-pricked sky, 

high moon like 

a pearl kicked onto 

dark silk stretched from east to west.

Find yourself in

the silence that plays 

I see a Soul behind your eyes. 

Soulful, and 

Wholly Loving. 

You sometimes lash out, but 

It is not your fault. 

You are new to this, and I will 

In the cradle of the galaxy’s abyss, we float

Born and aged through evolutions, revolutions

The Earth has been here, and we are passengers on a never ending journey in our orbit round the sun