To Be Reborn

When skies are dark and eyes are fierce

I look to Earth, who’s heart is rich

How it grows what such good

despite it’s itch

despite the burrowing and scratching and scarring

I remember how it waits them out,

How luscious forests and vast desert sands

have covered the cities of blood and sand

I carry these lessons when I am wounded

I wait it out and soothe it softly

if Earth can heal and always return

then so can I

for of it I am born

and like a mother who heals from birth

I too shall be as Mother is Earth

For if I am left alone to breath and to grow

I too shall return to thyself

with new shoots from ash-ed earth

where once were burnt and scarred and torn

I too shall recover

as if reborn.