the drifting sunset to the west of the horizon and the flashing 'falling stars' that play at night; It is the dawn turning to day
light and the majestic sunrise glowing to the east - It is the gift
of a brand new day and the hope of another tomorrow...
Renewal is the great unfurling of wings of a mystical bird, that
bonds with the sun, dying & aborning all at once; It is the primal
cry of a new born child and the re birthing of a soul in the mighty
heavens; It is the metamorphosis of a caterpillar and the wings
of a butterfly, forever reaching to kiss the sun...
Renewal is the changing of the seasons -
It is the gentle snowflakes drifting through the pure winter air
and the warm spring sun drying the wet tears of winter from
the cheeks of the earth; It is the grace of the falling leaves in the
autumn and the burst of colourful blossom in the summer...
Renewal is the ever changing face of the moon and the tireless
earth that journeys around the sun; It is the mysteries & secrets
of the untouched planets - yet to be revealed; It is the rumbling
of thunder breaking open the heavens & showering silver threads
upon the earth; It is the seven startling colours that splash across
the sky after each raging storm has washed away the dust...
Humble poet that I am,
perhaps 'Renewal' is much bigger than Man could ever percieve it to be...
by Wajia-Patricia Bühl
