Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver

Category: Acrostic Poetry

  • Butterfly Dreams

    Butterfly Dreams

    In our slumber, We shed the chrysalis. Our dreams rise As dawn’s light From the wellspring Of our hearts. Tender, young, transitory visions Lapsing into morning sun As though the breeze Carries them away Before we capture the drift Of these souls’ stories, Gliding away in colors Cast in sacred…

  • Ego

    Ego Self-regard is essential for growth of love, But ego can consume the soul of the one And the soul of the all If left to weed. This is the time to tend the garden. Let not rain to storm Nor bounty to spoil For the sake of self alone. Fruit…