Cave

A short poem about a cave and a girl.

The wandering plains,
meandering hills,
seem so forlorn,
as they bear their gift

The caves,
the womb of rebirth.
What seems so dismal
gives rise to a new everlasting.

When the shattered girl enters
her frightening new school
the spirits of nature
sing to her soul
and she emerges
a free babe undeterred,
and a newcomer enters the womb.