title | author | date |
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Source |
James B. Ackman |
2010-01-28 01:31:00 -0800 |
The energy of life ebbs and flows between all and whom that surround us.
Boundless, it can be tamed but never controlled.
Thus the harsh winter soil will yield for a spring leaf,
a journey that ends not with the crisp autumn chill.
Summer's wind may seed that leaf to lands under a new moon,
Or a swirling squall may turn a leaf towards its roots before the colors fall.
Still, this receiver of light soon returns its borrowed vigor,
to source a new endeavour–
a songbird's hymn,
a mountain's rushed waters,
or the starlight's perceived shimmer.
A vibrant spring bud that has always been and will always be
all these things and forever more
a source of life.