Sensitive
Sensitive to the Light
exposing your Darkest Fears
Sensitive to the Feelings
Having your own magnified
Sensitive to the Voices
Heeding the Strong Warnings
Sensitive to the Dark
Praying the Light comes Soon
Sensitive to the Meanness
Hoping they see the pattern
Sensitive to the Depth
Wishing the Rebirth
wasn't so hurtful
Sensitive to Life
Dreaming about the Time
We all get it
and Understand
For Granted
Our lives we take for granted
Assuming we have more time
Our health is exhausted
continually abusing our shells
Relationships suspended
Feeling they are always there
Family times forgotten
Speaking before considering
Our bodies maligned
expecting to always have more
reserve
Our Breath expected
ignoring pollutants
and grime
Never too late
To begin Anew
Signs
All around us
we choose to ignore
Messages are there
we missed them our excuse
Nature teaches
ignorance preferred
Beauty is abundant
too blind to see
Animals give us clues
too busy to notice
Nature has it's own
rhythm and rhyme
Abundantly clear
if we only learn
a second language