Rebirth in Eight Parts

(My first poem in a very long time – because I write poetry now!)

Disconcerting black swirl of clouds
Part 1: Pieces

Bits of me
Floating in the wind
Trying to come home.
They look like droplets
In a cloud
Just out of sight
But all around.
Where do they go
When they’re high in the sky?
Will they ever come down?

Part 2: Darkness

I fly a kite
From deep underground, 
Wailing and pulling,
It drags me down.
I want to go up,
Feel my face in the sun.
I want to feel light,
Like a bird flying high.
Where are they going, way up there?
Can I go with them, and fly through the air?

Darkness underground, person walking towards the light
Tree roots underground, with a small plant in the roots
Part 3: Rooted

My feet are stuck.
I can’t leave the ground. 
But bits of me fly
Around like a cloud.
I want to be free,
Feel my face in the sun.
I want to feel warm.
Feel safe.
Feel one.

Part 4: Creation

I gather the pieces.
They come.
I glow.
I bring them together,
I feel safe.
Feel warm.
Slowly I build
Myself from nothing. 
Build back up,
And grow
From the soil.

Glowing heart with seeds and small plants growing from it
Small plant underground
Part 5: Beginnings

From deep underground
My roots push down.
They feel grounded
And safe
And warm
Underground.
The soil is rich,
They reach for the sky – 
Come bursting out,
And rise up high.

Part 6: Nourish

Little droplets
Circle and swirl.
Come down to the seedlings,
Settle.
They grow.
Bits of me
Floating all around,
Nourish the plants
That grow from the ground.

Abstract hands holding a few plants, with sparkles around
Dreamy image of a tree and plants in the clouds, with a red and purple planet behind.
Part 7: Dream

Each finds a place,
I pull.
I grow.
The sun on my face;
I feel warm,
Feel one.
I dream of clouds and stars,
Of all the things 
I could have been.
I’m out there,
Every possibility,
Written in stars.

Part 8: Infinity

I feel one with everything.
One with myself,
And all of me.
Everything
That could have been
Is there.
Like a blanket,
Covering me.
Warm.
Safe.
I finally sleep.
All is well.

Space imagery with blue and yellow nebulas and a planet with stars.
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