VATIC VOICE - A FOLD
Surely seasons come and seasons go
Live life with no regret, forever
Looking to a better tomorrow
A moon is blue a moon is bright
Undeniably seasons come and seasons go
For faith for hope the time is now
Bird songs sweet like new day ooh
A time of cloister a healing time
Cultivating tomorrow today we sow
Vatic the voice in silence heeding
Assuredly seasons come and seasons go
© gillena cox 2020
Poetics — The Vatic Voice
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...rainy season
season of joy
new normal nights
Gillena, your life-affirming poem lifts me up. You're right, this too shall pass...
ReplyDeleteAmen Lili. Thank you for your appreciation
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Wonderful poem Gillena.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by Rob
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We're due a healing time.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by Ken
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Thanks, Gillena, for putting things in a positive perspective <3
ReplyDeleteThanks for droppibg by Lynn
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Thank you, Gillena, for posting a positive perspective...love the phrase "cultivating tomorrow, today we sow."
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Lynn
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The seasons seem to be coming and going much quicker these days.
ReplyDeleteAh yes a lot about nature is strage to us these days. Thanks for dropping by Kim
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They do...we need to attune ourselves to the rhythm.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by Kerfe
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I can really feel the positivity of your word in your poem
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Björn
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