Future in the Yard
The Wind
blows.
He stirs
everything.
Rhinos dance
in the trees,
While a
creature from myth,
The
three-headed hydra sways,
Scraping
lightly at the sky,
And a dog
reaches to see the world beyond.
The Wind carries
life with it,
Hearing the
sounds of the world around,
Bringing all
the world
To us in our
sanctuary,
Bringing
happiness
Promise and
imagination
To the
forefront of our minds.
A Dream
Impending waters approach.
Refuge is taken on the beach,
In a Pink house; acceptance.
We watch Hope frolic on the shore
From the rocky bridge
Nervously trotted to,
Anxiety welling up from within;
Powerless acceptance.
Trepidation cries from the beach
As an omnipotent sheet swiftly
Sails forth seeking more ground.
A turning embrace as it takes us away,
A struggle beneath a pulling surface.
The bond is broken, but new life is promising; unexpected.
Water recedes, giving birth to a whole new world,
Its mysteries reset.
