Rejuvenation

Hear Nature’s wild cry!
Forceful admonishment
For leaving Earth’s Womb dry

Course through your vernal veins
Love, compassion, empathy
And all that successfully sustains
A hunger for self-discovery.

Hope comes on the Finch’s preened feathers
Sitting surefooted on icy branches that thaw
Catching the gleam of the rising sun
Feeding the hungry soul.
Seek and ye shall find!