New Identity

The little children walk with new identities tonight. They walk sucking on the sweets of the world. Then they go to bed, dream the bad away, and awake to a hallowed tomorrow. We would not have it any other way.

The trees are shedding their identities too and go to bed for a longer rest to wake in Springtime to don fresh garments.

Life can be so simple. Or so hard. It depends on the costumes you choose. It depends on the good sleep and the better awakening.


About christineemmert

Words have been part of my life. First the spoken word in my time as an actress and increasingly the written word in my shift to writer. I write across the genres, but mostly as a playwright and poet. My interest as my life extends is in the realm of tethering myth to the mundane reality where I live. In this vein I have expanded into stories and novels. Presently I look at how myths taken from past cultures can affect us today. Hence my novella of Lilith which is out on Kindle . I live in the Eastern Woodlands where I try to incorporate nature into my many writing projects. We are so in danger of losing that link to our very planet!
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