Being Human (written by Naima - she has Wings - climbingpoetree.com) I wonder if the sun debates dawn some mornings not wanting to rise out of bed from under the down-feather horizon If the sky grows tired of being everywhere at once adapting to the mood swings of the weather If the clouds drift off trying to hold themselves together make deals with gravity to loiter a little longer I wonder if rain is scared of falling if it has trouble letting go If snow flakes get sick of being perfect all the time each one trying to be one-of-a-kind I wonder if stars wish upon themselves before they die if they need to teach their young to shine I wonder if shadows long to once feel the sun if they get lost in the shuffle not knowing where theyre from I wonder if sunrise and sunset respect each other even though they’ve never met If volcanoes get stressed If storms have regrets If compost believes in life after death I wonder if breath ever thinks about suicide I wonder if the wind just wants to sit still sometimes and watch the world pass by If smoke was born knowing how to rise If rainbows get shy backstage not sure if their colors match right I wonder if lightning sets an alarm clock to know when to crack If rivers ever stop and think of turning back If streams meet the wrong sea and their whole lives run off-track I wonder if the snow wants to be black If the soil thinks shes too dark If butterflies want to cover up their marks If rocks are self conscious of their weight If mountains are insecure of their strength I wonder if waves get discouraged crawling up the sand only to be pulled back again to where they began I wonder if land feels stepped upon If sand feels insignificant If trees need to question their lovers to know where they stand If branches waver in the crossroads unsure of which way to grow If the leaves understand theyre replaceable and still dance when the wind blows I wonder where the moon goes when she is hiding I want to find her there and watch the ocean spin from a distance Listen to her stir in her sleep effort give way to existence

 

Being Human (written by Naima - she has Wings - climbingpoetree.com)

I wonder if the sun debates dawn

some mornings

not wanting to rise

out of bed

from under the down-feather horizon

If the sky grows tired

of being everywhere at once

adapting to the mood swings of the weather

If the clouds drift off

trying to hold themselves together

make deals with gravity

to loiter a little longer

I wonder if rain is scared

of falling

if it has trouble letting go

If snow flakes get sick of being perfect all the time

each one trying to be one-of-a-kind

I wonder if stars wish

upon themselves before they die

if they need to teach their young to shine

I wonder if shadows long

to once feel the sun

if they get lost in the shuffle

not knowing where theyre from

I wonder if sunrise and sunset

respect each other

even though they’ve never met

If volcanoes get stressed

If storms have regrets

If compost believes in life after death

I wonder if breath ever thinks

about suicide

I wonder if the wind just wants to sit

still sometimes

and watch the world pass by

If smoke was born knowing how to rise

If rainbows get shy backstage

not sure if their colors match right

I wonder if lightning sets an alarm clock

to know when to crack

If rivers ever stop

and think of turning back

If streams meet the wrong sea

and their whole lives run off-track

I wonder if the snow wants to be black

If the soil thinks shes too dark

If butterflies want to cover up their marks

If rocks are self conscious of their weight

If mountains are insecure of their strength

I wonder if waves get discouraged

crawling up the sand

only to be pulled back again

to where they began

I wonder if land feels stepped upon

If sand feels insignificant

If trees need to question their lovers

to know where they stand

If branches waver in the crossroads

unsure of which way to grow

If the leaves understand theyre replaceable

and still dance when the wind blows

I wonder where the moon goes

when she is hiding

I want to find her there

and watch the ocean

spin from a distance

Listen to her

stir in her sleep

effort give way to existence

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