Heart hurts
cycles of news
disasters pile up
fire, heat, storms
over and over
a cyclical rollercoaster
the belly dropping
fear and worry
but in the depths
when the gloom
the despair
is deepest
look
a flower
has bloomed
translucent petals
colors spreading
one single
delicate
fragile
glorious
and strong
resilience in an essence
the scent
wafting up
as we bend to smell
look a flower
when grief
etches lines
sorrow deep
upon our soul
loved ones hurt and sad
gone
the cries of strangers
lost loves
heartbreak fractures
the hope of joy
look
the sky
the clouds
the sun sets
lowering
into the ocean
transforming
into a palette
of fiery orange, reds
or subtle
sweet pinks, lavenders, blues
tucks us in for the night
safe joyous renewal
hope spreads its wings
on the wisps of clouds
and settles in our hearts
if we look
when late at night
darkness surrounds
we plunge
into our pools
of fear
of worry
and lose our moorings
our sense of self
step outside
and look
soft contours of trees
shrouded in black night, fog
or brilliant stars
moon in familiar shapes
the cycles
the sparkling suns
of other galaxies
to remind us
of our vastness
the wonder
the awe
all we need
to do is look
these gifts
are free
the solace
is a comfort
when we look and see
the beauty
all around
we are put in perspective
given hope
in bunches of flowers
in visions of
brilliant sky
in the tumbling of stars
Look
See
it is in the looking
we are open
to joy and hope again.
