The Genesis

Oh, but a fading beauty
comes again.
Life wrapped in jagged edges,
Suddenly begins to blossom.
Things once old,
are now becoming New.

Drops of fresh rain
caress the barren
and dry landscape,
calling forth life.

Spiralling upward,
yet firmly planted—
Oh these sun-drenched dreams.
They break into the morning,
just as the sun begins its song.

Cameron Crawford
March 2003