Reinventing.

There are times when my soul forgets how to shake./




I am a house.
There is life within me.

My floor creaks,
and the walls are thin.
My doors squeak,
and the lights are dim.

But there is life within me./






I am the moon.
I am a flower.
I am the earth.

I wax, I wane.
I bloom.
I need rebirth./