Renewed


hyacinth
Drop by drop earth renewal
feeding as if starved
unfolding into newness
green

Inch by inch slowly growing
reaching as if to the sky
blooming under sunshine
purple

One to many spreading quilt
tiny grapes on stalks of green
scented perfume lingers
hyacinth

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Slipping


slippingEverything is always slipping
slowly quickly like vapors of life
people who slip in and out
hours that slip slow and fast

Children that grow into men
time has no meaning
it’s just a human measure
because everything is still slipping

In constant motion our lives
always moving forward
everything slipping
while we stand and watch

To remember that we die only once
yet live every day
do so before all we know
is slipping away

Journey


The steps at first small and unsure

and all at once it becomes a blur

loving living sharing your soul

giving taking losing control

Each step on the journey more of the heart

loving together tearing apart

the push the pull always in motion

following the road whatever the notion

It is not the destination or the end

but to our hearts the journey does lend

growing losing becoming ever more

no step that comes like the ones before

The journey teaches reaches breaks molds

never knowing what the future holds

never regret remember always seeking what is true

this journey called life for me and you

© Deborah Horton Writing