Choices
Rays of tranquility dance across the face of a child,
A field’s grasses embrace an awaiting wanderer,
The swaying of a willow framed by a sky set ablaze,
Prosperous wildflowers painting a path,
A drop of dew magnifying all that is unseen,
The steady flow of a stream caressing a tired hand,
Fluttering aspen leaves lifting a spirit,
A comment illuminating everything that is lost in darkness,
The breath of arctic winds embracing a lone heart.
Rays of harsh light illuminate the face of a hidden child,
A field’s grasses burn and wither,
The weeping willow sways dangerously hanging onto its last roots,
Painful thorns litter a broken road,
A drop of blood magnifying all that is gone,
The steady flow of tears against a mothers face,
Fluttering aspen leaves lifting a spirit,
A comment illuminating everything hidden within the shadows,
The breath of arctic winds engulfing a hopeless heart.
A choice, a word, a thought, an action,
A smile, a tear, a forest, a wasteland.
photo by Laine Gaherty
