Mountains
I hope I always live within the mountains-held and protected on all sides. Guarded from the outside world and supported with each sunrise. Safe within cupped hands, the mountains Rise, like fingers around me. My bowl of protection, yet allowing me to roam, safe and free. I reside, always watched under their careful, strong gaze.…
Spring
Spring into something colorful, beautiful, miraculous, and magical Spring into a life that is worth all the fanciful Living and breathing that is done in a life well-lived Spring into manifestation The colors that can grow only from patience From time that is spent carefully sowing seeds As the bulbs manifest their sprouts and roots…
Blues and Greens
We hibernate and look inwards Ask ourselves the questions that we know all to well Wonder at the swirling of the thoughts that swell Around our heads and hearts We meditate, we breathe In our search for answers Grasping at what might give us pleasures We walk the path alone One foot at a time…
Words We Choose
One of my good friends is a words girl like me. She has words all over her house as mental reminders of the signs she actually wants to pay attention to and what words she actually wants to let into her soul. One walk through her house and you’d probably feel as if you knew…
Blues and Greens
We hibernate and look inwards Ask ourselves the questions that we know all to well Wonder at the swirling of the thoughts that swell Around our heads and hearts We meditate, we breathe In our search for answers Grasping at what might give us pleasures We walk the path alone One foot at a time…
Redwoods
~~Redwood trees often sprout as “tree circles” or “tree families.” From one giant, strong, beautiful tree will sprout a ring of baby trees around it, with soft, delicate, newly formed green leaves. Often times, a baby tree will sprout right out of the side of an existing tree’s trunk instead of simply rising from the…
Waves
Rising waves and crashing tides Just like the seasons of our lives We rise above And sink below ~~ There is no absolute high No absolute low The middle ground is far between from things too beautiful and things unseen ~~ The tides surge on And we straddle the surf unstable Unwilling to admit of…
Paths
On rare occasions we are blessed with a day that shows us the many paths we chose not to take The ticket reel plays before our eyes And we must bare to see it no matter how hard not to we try The turn left signs blink before us in neon green and bright pink…
In the Midnight Library
Books sit on shelves waiting for us to seek them Pages turning, yet never being read Untold stories, never spoken, never said For when the words are spoken aloud and the pages opened for good The stories can live out and the regrets are yet no longer understood The Book of Regrets sits…
Mystical Calm
Mystical Calm Midnight Madness Sparking fireflies Frantic sadness Planting seeds Uprooting the earth Finding a way to explain your worth Creating circles Colliding in others’ Wondering how to seek one another Keeping the calm and searching the mind Hunting for a sparkling find Changing your mind one at a time Undoing the past just to…
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