CLEAN AND SERENE ARE MY DAYS
How does one see black then white?
No more greystreet
The coyotes and their loud scream
Makes it even more serene.
Nature is nurture.
Clarity has reached my inner soul.
The path I direct
Stability of my truth is freedom.
My heart will beat alone,
Until it beats to the truth of its seeker.
Resilience has been my wings.
The growth of this journey will determine how far
I choose to FLY . . .
1 day at a time.
