Coming Full Circle

Memorized in flesh; etched in bone.

When does a sad heart turn to stone.

Whispered yearnings, unspoken fears.

Clever weeps its angry tears

Voices speak yet ears don't hear. 

--ON this go round

This day on earth

Sad beginnings

A backass birth. 

There is a time for letting go. 

Winter's heart, cold, hard like frozen snow

Bitter, breaks and does not know 

With spring's tentative revealing 

Warm salve of light begins the healing.

When an arrow strikes the mark
Ignites the flame that wisdom starts
Love overflows and soon reveals
This is where ALL this heals.