The open window
Invited a Butterfly
To the Flower Vase.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

Everyone else thought
He was solving the problem.
He thought they all were.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

If I could just go
Back to before they all left
I’d be there right now.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

A part of me longs
For what used to be, yet will
Never be again.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

How can a Planet
Filled with billions of people
Feel so desolate?

©1994 :Susan-kay: Nelson.

 From the Book, “Whispering Spirits of the Soul”

The Tree did not know
That it could not grow in the
Cement, so it did.

©1994 :Susan-kay: Nelson.

From the Book, “Whispering Spirits of the Soul”