They have always been in the mountains
Now they’re heading for the beach
The climate is changing down there
It’s warm but not protected by the trees
Exposed on the sand so vulnerable
It’s hard for them let go
Afraid of losing their footing
Remembering to go with the flow
The sand though it’s moving is safe
The tide only will come in so far
The trees are just behind them
So really there’s nothing to fear
The sun warms their bodies
The tribe drop their guard
The children start playing in the shallows
Suddenly they’re eaten by a shark
Category: Weather
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I fell for the sun
I was born chasing it
But somehow I got trapped under a cloud
I long for the warmth
I crave it
And seek it in places that don’t do me proud
I see the light in you
And I see it in me
Yet I forsake it for struggles of worth
I’m so proud of you
You abandoned me
Yet beside me we felt a rebirth
Sail across the seas
Come coax me
Send me your beautiful face
Look into my eyes
Unlock this
Tell my spirit to join the race
She’s at the line
Just sleeping
It’s been a while she was free
Your intensity
She needs it
You spur her to unleash -
Oh Monday! Why do you arrive
with such a heavy head and slow drive?
I’ve got work to do, yet feel forlorn
The cloud arrived Sunday
I wish it’d be gone
Slow and steady, at least I’m moving
Give me a coffee to get me grooving
It’s not so bad, I’ve got it good
I just need a little pick me up
Tarry black treasure, liquid gold
Warm my hands, thaw this hold
Wipe away that cloud
Bring out the sun, that burns in me
This day’s gonna be fun!
Ok let rock it! -
The rain patters on the window pane
While the dog snores at my feet
My head a little fuzzy from the gin
The whirlwind of yesterday behind me
Have I escaped alive and unscathed?
Do I live to see another day?
A lesson learnt, amendments were made
And in my heart I did the right thing
The rain patters on the window pane
The wind whirls at the trees
As I sit cosy with coffee in hand
I imagine going for a stroll
The wind on my cheeks
The birds in my ears
The mud squelching under my boots
The cold gloving my hands
The water guiding my path
The freedom to go wherever I choose
The rain patters on the window pane
I’ve already been for a walk
I’ll sit here for a moment taking life in
Grateful for this moment, serene within. -
Muddy landscape
Shades of brown
Rain tapping above me
Fire lit
Coffee held
Cozy Winter morning.
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