It was love brought me here
A wild spirit
A white bird
Flying into the gale
Barely moving
Alive and glowing
All the waters of an impossible winter
All of the colours of spring
All of the beauty of seven high summers
All the not knowing
All of the angels
All of the dancers
All of the poems and the songs and the music
All of the love, and all of the learning
All of the failure, all of the light
Threads through a tapestry
Shining bright.
#CoSopoetry