My soul is crying

 

My soul is crying,
the darkness is strong,
pulling, pushing, vying
for my soul song.

Let silence descend
upon this night,
let my spirit blend
with crescent moon’s sight.

My light is burning
though doubt brought pain,
still my heart is yearning
for love's perfect reign.

My soul is crying,
yet I stand tall,
while the old is dying,
I heed my soul’s call.

A Shift

 

……and all of a sudden
it's not so easy, or appealing,
to fall back into old patterns,
old ways, old rhythms,
even when clad
as the ‘perfect solution’
to dissolving the dis-ease before me,
as they would only appease
the situation concerned,
return the ‘peace’, the ‘balance’,
to a known state,

since I now know the cost,
to my self, my being,
of betraying my truth,
abandoning my being,
for a temporary resolve
I know, will not last……

Gratitude

 

Heal my body, heal my mind,
heal my spirit, heal my soul,
 
walk with me this day,
in the awareness of now,
for all I’ll ever have,
is now.
 
Allow my eyes to see
the magic that’s before me,
allow me momentary silence,
before responding to what I hear,
allow all negative energies directed at me,
to flow through me into Mother Earth,
and transmute it into a loving energy that serves.
 
Bring awareness to every deed,
every thought, every word, every touch,
that they may resonate with love,
compassion, truth and understanding,
and hold me in your wings
of protection and love this day,
 
thank you.
 
 

I want to paint the world silver

 

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I want to paint the world silver
 
Silver as the moon paints the world
as it grows in the sky,
dark shadows dancing side by side
with the silver branches of the trees
adorned with tear drop jewels.
 
Silver as the smooth curves
of the pewter handle on the candlestick,
lighting up the darkness
in the deepest hours of the night,
soothing sleepless eyes
into a sea of dreams.
 
Silver as the feathers
on the wings of Muscovy’s,
stretched out to receive
the warmth of the first rays
of sunlight at dawn.
 
Silver as the dangling key to my heart,
expanding with love
as I witness the grace and magic of a world
anchored in kindness and peace
for every living being on this plane.
 
 

Reflections

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Yesterday is flying through my mind,

touching and tasting long forgotten memories,
bringing to life what once was,
allowing me to reflect on who I once was,
the choices I made, the roads I travelled.
 
I feel shivers down my spine,
of disbelief and relief alike.
I do not regret what has transpired,
even feel a sense of nostalgia,
not so much to moments, but to feelings,
wondering…
if I’d known what is to come
maybe I’d have lived life more joyously
instead of in the cloud of sadness that prevailed,
of not belonging, not understanding why I felt what I did,
how I tried to shape myself to expectations
which only tightened the noose around my neck.
 
Yet through it all, I felt the candle burning in my soul,
the light that was there that wouldn’t go out,
that pushed me to wait until dawn
that created the dreamworld I regularly escaped to,
the one everyone always told me to forget,
the one, which kept me going day after day.
 
Tears of gratitude shimmer in my eyes
for all that has passed, all that’s been said and done,
for I would not find myself in this very moment in time,
with the knowing, wisdom and joy in my heart
if it had not been for the heartache and tears
that brought me to my knees,
to surrender,
to love.