Life is so fragile, I chose to protect it’s wonder with walls that drown and are hard.
Now I’ve released it alive to dance free, the glory of living – found in transparency.
Life is a palette so clean and unmarked. Yet quickly gets filled with colours that swirl.
The radiance mixed, paints a canvas with style while leaving the palette the work of a child!
Life is a whisper, caressed in my dreams – in stillness beauty can blossom serene.
So often I’ve missed it, while racing to be, somewhere important to fears that aren’t me!
Life is a breath, so vital yet airy. It’s substance seems missing, yet fills me with joy.
Released in the mystery of joy’s perfect heart, finds its companion to sing beauty’s art.
Life is a bubble, so shiny and bright. It grows and extends till grasped by the wind.
So bright and mysterious, it floats in the breeze, till ending the journey – touching earth and leaves.
Author – Bill Tidsbury