Dogwood Flowers
Fickle as the breeze are all things
Heavy grasping at them sorrow brings
In recognition of that realization
I give a gift and so my heart sings
Away away all that is here below
Here today and then it goes
Pass pass as God tends to it
I see it was created to be so
I bow to how He created stuff
I take this life and know it will be tough
I school my heart to slowly let the body go
Knowing that I am not this mortal work in the rough
Take take and give more than you take
Walk through that holy door and awake
Find yourself in a new place
Energy is released as things of matter break
The realm beyond is energetic to the max
My heart aches learning to encompass
Down here feelings are so flighty and ephemeral
Above things are explosive and the feelings last
