Hues of Love

There is familiarity – and I soak it in.

I close my eyes and feel the energy of the sun

As it reaches my body through the trees.

I hear the soft trickle of our creek

As it runs over the rocks and tree roots.

I hear the morning songs of our birds and

Their movement amongst the trees.

I see the new buds of leaves forming on the branches,

The green is vibrant as new life dwells within.

I see the dwindling creek fading,

Knowing it returns to the earth for summer.

I stand surrounded by both re-birth and release.

The change of season is very welcome,

I release winter and all of its storms.

They were weathered, barely, and here I stand.

My place of rebirth from the ashes

Of what was to be the path of our family

Is now a journey I take with my girls.

Our triangle forges on in peace love harmony.

I remember the day, the moment when it was ash,

Just a pile of smoldering ash.

No longer a home with life inside,

The bustle of family and pets is now just ash.

No final goodbye to them, just gone.

Today I remember my colours

As I rose from those ashes

Like a phoenix reborn from a life

Weighed down by tragedy.

I am a new woman ready to walk and live

In a world full of colour – pinks and yellows

Hues of love, my love.

~SC