Reaching | Rebirth
Looking yonder at the Lights'
shimmering reflections on water
a hand outstretched from the Rock
with broken fingers, Mended, reaching
by my side (always) from where I lay
I heard the voice of my Mother
with lilting Love, softly say
"It is called Rebirth"
And so it is...
110205-075242 D01+2 Awakening [T]