Rebirth

Beijing is generally an incredibly grey city. However, each year with the change of seasons, the concrete jungle is transformed into a kaleidoscope of colour. Autumn makes her presence felt through a palette of glorious colours. With each magnificent blossom in spring, Life is restored.

Shades of grey masses unfolding

Mao suits, donkey carts, bicycles

Within the flow of time

Masked faces, hidden smiles

Deadly toxins burning deep

Nobody sees you

Lack of awareness deeply embedded

Your existence dismissed

Selfish, frantic

In pursuit of wealth

You never despair

Forever tolerant and forgiving

Accepting of the dark grey evil lurking

Witnessing in silence

That which you cannot change

Lethal waste hangs heavy

You ask for nothing

Giving only of your glory

Bearing the load of Man’s greed

Of Man’s disregard

With the passing of time 

Your gathering of energies

Gently strengthening

Warmer, stronger, brighter

Hope unfolds 

Powerful and forceful 

You burst forth into magnificence

Free of burden

Surviving that which is unforgiving, harsh and forbidding

Splendour of colours

Young, fresh and alive

Glorious energy

Symphony of light and life

Transforming, enlightening 

Standing in greatness amongst the punitive grey

Until the arms of unforgiving winds carry you afar

You are that which is precious

Life, beauty, colour, truth

Dignity and strength

An elegant survivor

Standing strong in your brilliance

But for how much longer …