Nature of Life


When tears,
Rain heavy
On your heart
While winds of change
Howl mercilessly,
Whipping through,
Against battered soul,
Devastation in it’s wake.

Doesn’t have to mean
Pieces can be
Picked up,
Put together,
Creating something beautiful,
Renewed and stronger.

Roots spread deep
In the fertile soil
Heartache, pain
Love, loss…
Feed your re-growth,
With lessons learned,
Generosity of spirit.

Your own destiny,
Your salvation.

It occurred to me that although this month is National Poetry Month, I haven’t yet celebrated it with one of my own works. Part of it was that I was feeling heart broken. I realized that it was time to use the grief I was feeling over the loss of a friend and the worry over some family and friend health issues toward something more constructive.

So here’s my attempt to redirect the turmoil I’ve been feeling lately. Hope you guys like…

We also lost a childhood friend recently… A guy named David Lamb. He was an artist in his craft….music. He was part of a band called Brown Bird.

May you all feel the warmth of love, friendship, and self reliance. I hope you all see the beauty within yourselves that I see in you. May you reflect beauty and love on your own paths as you walk through life.

30 thoughts on “Nature of Life

  1. Mae Clair says:

    Beautiful poem, Kitt, poignant and touching. I wasn’t familiar with Brown Bird before, but your friend was obviously very talented. I followed the link you shared and it sounds like he (and his wife) touched a lot of lives.


    • Kitt Crescendo says:

      Thanks, Mae. David was extremely talented. In fact, his entire family shared the gift. I grew up singing with his older sister while he hung out with my younger brother. The tribute paid back by those whose lives he’s touched along the way has been beautiful to see (and hopefully a comfort to his wife).


  2. jansenschmidt says:

    I’m sorry for your loss and recent turmoil, Kitt, but as your poem suggests, we must experience these tough times in order to be more firmly grounded and well-rounded human beings.

    Your poem was wonderful. Concise, direct and comforting.

    I hope life’s joys find you again soon.

    Patricia Rickrode
    w/a Jansen Schmidt


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