​We rise up in hope
greet the day in acceptance
at peace with ourselves

We are part of time
the ebb and flow of oceans
the breath on the wind

Yesterday within
derived from many lives shared
we are tomorrow

We are the blossoms
many perfumes and colors
paradise of Bees

We grow freely in the fields,
mistaken, some think us weeds.

M. Zane McClellan

Copyright © 2016
All rights reserved

Advertisements