Cycles

Nature has its way, from night to day, a cycle does provide

Water from the sea, raises to be, clouds that raindrops ride

Falling over all, in rivulets small, rivers are supplied

From the earth, to their place of birth, they return to where they died

Love's rain one can't restrain, to all it is supplied

Hard ground may spurn its return, but it will not be denied

Sand and clay it washes away, hard rock it will divide

Saturating the ground, where its found, leaving life behind its tide

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I was station at Fort Ord, California. The fires of Summer burned up the Big Sur area. In the Fall. The green came back so quickly. I agree with your words and thoughts. The earth will be reborn after we leave this earth. Thank you Soren for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Soren]

Thank you so much John for your review and kind words of support. I am not Native American although it is rumored that there is some Cherokee in me but I am Native Human and feel closest to nature and see it as creator and god over all.

[Marie]

The cycles in nature are very finely crafted in this wonderful poem. I love how the rain is recycled and how the poet expresses so eloquently that dry, parched ground may reject the rain at first, but it will soak up each and every drip with an undeniable thirst as the rain saturates the ground, leaving a tide in it's wake. A beautiful ode to rain so magically penned and delightfully depicted. I feel you are a lover of the rain, as I also am, dear Soren? I love the scent of the rain, the feel of it on my skin and the difference a shower of rain brings to grass which needed watering. It renews the plants, trees, flowers and everything it touches looks fresh and new again afterwards. I love this poem! Thank you for sharing, dear friend...

[Soren]

Thank you so much my friend for your read and interpretation of this piece. May your day be full of the rain of love.

[Marie]

What a beautiful response, dear Soren.
Listowel Race Week started on Sunday last and today is the first day we've had showers. It is quite cold also, I think Winter has arrived.
I too, wish your day to overflow with the rain of love. It is the very best rain of all, dear Soren. Thank you so v-e-r-y much, my dear friend...