Clouds convert from winter gray 
to spring clarity until — 
rain falls, each drop in solitude — 
as each body returns to dust 
in revelation of the 
soul’s eternal fortitude. 

In the flood of uncertainty 
the deadliest wave is fear— 
worry fabricated 
by the figment of 
failure — yet no worse
fate threatens than to stall.
Moons will rise, the sun will fall
none among us will feel them all ~ 

please, in this promise find peace ~
give thanks to love between lives.

You can find an animation that pairs with fortitude here on Instagram and a still shot in the Color Chaos Gallery here on WordPress.

Have a beautiful day!