Did you leave your footprint
In the sands of time
When you rise from the ashes
And cross that line
Down that long hall
Residing nature's path
Alongside
The sun and the moon
Awaiting
The awakening moment
Of the next bloom
Some journeys end
For others to begin
You learn to love
Life in the wind
Simple moments
Are treasured thoughts
Out of the heat
Where you can hear the universe
And its joyful beat
Friends with the stars
Because when the sun shines
They don't go very far
Just a little slumber
To glow all night
Showing us the answers
When everything
Seems out of sight
To go home
And make memories
That don't tear us apart
Back to the rising sun
Where we speak to the flames
To release all
Of our regretful remains
Back the ashes
From which they came
About the Creator
Kayton Hickenlooper
I write to clear my mind. To get out of the fog of daily confusion. An artist by heart. To live, laugh, and grow.
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You’ll give it one more minute, and then you’re headed back inside. It’s pretty chilly out, after all. Not that that’s a real issue - you’ve stood out here for longer, and in colder weather. The snow is nearly gone already; tiny, dirt-stained islands of the stuff form a shrinking archipelago dotting the sea of green that is your backyard. Striations of sunlight dance through the trees at the edge of the woods and paint the scene in a camouflage of brown, green, and gold.
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