~*~ The Rainbow ~*~

Colors sprinkled here and there
Like the fairies spread them all around.
Romantic reds shimmer in a heat of their own
Yellow glows like the fire lit in our hearts
Tears of blue change into sparkles of hope
The green of the earth grounds us.

You are the rainbow in my life
Reminding me of all the colors in it
Bringing me a bit of joy each day
Until we become the gold at the end
Giving more to each other and the world.

Because we are ... Us.

*~*

*~ The Precipice ~*

I live on a precipice
Built of worry,
Teetering on the edge
Of panic.

Disquieted versus serenity,
Is it really possible to choose?
A friend told me
It is my choice to stand on
This razor sharp edge.

I hide from the truth
And live with the worry.

I inherited the gene.
I know I did.
It can not be a choice
To live like this.
It just cannot be.
He must be wrong.

No one would actually choose
To mar this amazing moment in time
With this dreadful worry of what might be,
What could be.

Tomorrow never really comes.
There is only today,
This moment in time,
This time to live and love
And to ... Be.

~*~ A New Year ~*~

A new year is born
As the old one slips away
Into the fog of our past
Tucked into our drawer of memories.

A time for remembering,
Holding cherished memories,
Not willing to let them go,
Not ready to see the future.

A time to reflect,
To make resolutions,
Trying to remember.
To live in the now.

The clock ticks on ... it never stops.
A supercilious clock
Ticking away our time
But we can seize each moment
And conquer that clock.

This moment is all there is -
This magical moment,
No past ... No future.
Just now.

Each moment is a kind of death
And each a rebirth too.
We worry about the tomorrow
That really never comes.

The past shaped us
Never to be forgotten,
An end and a beginning
As we move on
To shape our future.