Why do frogs have to shout?

Why do frogs have to shout?
Why is a heron’s eyes green?
Why do I pee on dead flowers hoping for them to bloom?
Each action expressing the clearest innocence…

My life is slowly easing into legend…
Like a distant shape traveling through the fog…
No it hasn’t been all ribbons and grace…
But, still, there is a natural beauty in it all…

I’m so thankful for you to walk this journey with me…
In many ways you are my wonder-friend…
You replace that deep loneliness…
Us, being so weathered and real.

I’m drawn over and over to the warm place of our friendship…
It is where I feel the most safe…
Sure life is 99% boring and 1% terror…
But, here with you, I am always at peace.

To me, it all has the feeling of tender flowers…
It is beautiful, even to the little mortal creatures…
So, let’s change the subject of our monologue..
This beautiful life, may be our one singular opportunity.

I love you,

Annie