cyclic muse

sunrise - sunset
these days i see both
pink glow resting atop trees
beginning and end
today the sun finds tears on my cheeks
to sparkle through
eyes blurring with emotion
a suddenly flurry like snowflakes in April
here then gone
as her words soothe my heart
i pull up from deep roots
and spiral outward
sheltering my children
under soft curved wings
orphan heart little mother
wearing smiles like crescent boats
to sail into a new future