Life / Poetry

To be made new


Ashes ride the wind…devoid of direction

Life unfolds and unfolds again

Smiles follow tears

Years follow years

Overcome and undone by irrational fears

Entrenched in material

Surrounded by the ethereal

I awake with hope…to try

And still I die

Only to adorn a new form

To be molded by the potter’s hand


To be understood and to understand

Love transcends light to become a myriad of colors

With wild abandon I run

Flying recklessly

I crash into the sun


2 thoughts on “To be made new

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s