A Thought

I think repair and hold it close,

for thoughts have birthed the steps I wrote.

The consequence is broken hearts,

the will to re-think and re-start.

The Universe is Love, it's name.

And God is what we say the same.

I choose to rise like molten stone,

and seed foundations for new homes.

The path is in my minds eye now,

this future brought by hawk and owl.

I hold it true this morning dew,

a drink of new beginnings.

For Love is in the air,

and Sunlight meets our revolution.