I am writing the following poem for O.S.I. and the theme is rekindle.
May she swallow words,
From the honeycomb of life.
May the sky open its eyes;
Rain down its essence, each molecule sublime.
May it rekindle in her joie de vivre;
Leave its footprints in each vertebrae of her spine,
And climb into the hollow space within her heart.
Mistakes and lessons, recorded in her mind, gone;
Stuffed in an envelope, return to sender.
Kiss the blue dawn and bluer eyes;
Sorrows pass now without remembrance.
Oh to sing into the sun once more,
To embrace the dawn on sun-kissed shores;
Free and alive.