I sit in my chair
In wait of what only comes
When I, at last, stand

In a sea of sound
I swim down in the dark depths
Where it crushes me

I long for quiet
For just a moment of peace
Unending stillness

Bright green sprouts emerge
From between yesteryear’s leaves
The old feeds the new

From only a seed
Grows an armored behemoth
Reaching to heaven

In quiet shadows
With my head against the wall
I long for sunlight

My toes in the dirt
I smell life awakening
As the sun rises

Give me a paintbrush
And I’ll need for a canvas
And a bright palette

Give me a moment
To get to know the season
Before it changes

As the sun rises
My heart awakens in joy
At the earth’s promise