frill

[cacian]

when life
begins
to slow
under
your feet
imagine sleet
breaking and wheat
growing
so quick
around you
is
nature at feast
it reaps
nurture beauty
and least
feelings of fear
are flown
beyond the sweeps
your hopes
are pleased
sunshine is leap
to air and breeze
and life
begins to breath
light as the leaf
you're free from grief