ALONE

Alone, but full of
friendships, the traveler stops
to take in a morning light
atop a roof, faded by
wind and rain,
once red and rich in color
now like a weathered earth
worn, warm, and welcoming.

Mother Earth, daughter grass
Son river, father rain.
Together hands held in circles of life
Repeating, repeating
Calling to remember

© Susan Smalley