I Am A Year

I Am a Year

I am in wait of the suns kiss upon the cheek of the moon;

Brilliant life will animate the landscape once again after my drought.

I am cold and absent.

I am in awe of the freedom on display as the sun sees the moon once again.

Freedom seen as the rivers flow through the crows foot canyons with the authority they stole from their icy captors.

I am warm and free.

I am in harmony with the songs the birds sing to the sun and the moon as they dance blissfully in the sky.

Their warmth giving life to all of those who would watch the performance.

I am bright and beautiful.

I am in wonder how the sun and the moon can be so content as they dance one last time before their next rendezvous.

Their song of unconditional love will get them by as the colours fade and curtains close.

I am a year.