I am the Light

            blazing down on the desert sand

            glowing florescent at the bottom of the ocean

            filling the night sky as a canopy of little diamonds

I am as tiny as a firefly

            and as powerful as a laser beam

I flood the stage with colour

and gently peek through the clouds

I prompt the birds to sing, warm the earth and wake the flowers

I gaze shyly over the horizon during the northern yuletide

I dry out the creek beds at the peak of the drought

I am  …the aurora borealis dancing across the northern sky

            the eerie calm that peers through as the eye of the hurricane

            the torch creating puppeteer shadows on bedroom walls

            the rainbow of colours reflected over the waterfall

            the lightening that strikes during thunderous summer storms

I keep the children awake on summer evenings that seem to last forever

I warm the sunbathing kitten in windowsill

            and dry the fresh laundered clothes on the line

I brighten the face of the moon and can be seen in the flicker of the candle

I tan your skin and bleach your hair

I am the sunrise and the sunset

I am the Light

Original poem by Laura Lane, First published in the Hamilton Mountain Writers Guild Anthology Volume 3 Arising 2019

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I am the Earth

I am the desert oasis

            the rainforest jungle

            and the snow-capped mountains

I am the sand from which sandcastles are made

I am the stones over which the babbling brooks run

I am the prairie field out of which the thanksgiving is harvested

            my branches cradle the tree fort in my arms

my herbs give seasoning to the savory stew

my flowers are laid to rest on the open tomb

my evergreen holds the tinsel

my petals fill the vase

perfect pebbles skim across the surface of the water

majestic mountains rise up from out of the sea

I am the aroma of lilacs and cherry trees blossoms in the spring

            the feeling of warm mud oozing between toes in summer

            the sound of the crunch of dried fallen leaves in autumn

            the sight of boughs bending under the weight of the storm in winter

I am the Earth

Original poem by Laura Lane, First published in the Hamilton Mountain Writers Guild Anthology Volume 3 Arising 2019

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I am the waves

sweeping gracefully across the pond

            tossing the storm swept seas

rolling over the vast ocean

constant like the rising and setting of the sun

pushing with the pull of the moon

I crash upon the rocks during a stormy night

or lap against the lakeshore on a gentle day

I rise to great heights when hit by the force of a quake

or ripple when struck by skimming stones

I tumble over the edges pushed by toy boats in the middle of the tub

I can capsize a handcrafted canoe

            sink a millionaire’s yacht

            or shorn apart a majestic tall ship

My tides cover all in their path and recede to reveal even the tiniest treasures

my sounds can sooth

my strength can drown

my power can be harnessed

I bring excitement to those seeking the thrill

I bring fear to those caught unaware

I bring peace to those seeking solace

I am the waves

Original poem by Laura Lane, First published in the Hamilton Mountain Writers Guild Anthology Volume 3 Arising

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