Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Be still
Silently I watched as this fog crept through the crevices of the trees' valleys. A slow but determined force followed, engulfing the landscape.
Watching that mist trekking across the hills that I longed to trek through, my soul was stirred as it reveled in the marvel that spilled out before me.
Can I be still and still be me?
I would rather be g~d's breath
crawling across the earth
or the place of fruitful death
resigned to new day's birth
where fences are mended
and tatters un-torn
where wounds come unwrapped
as wisdom is born
where fear is unwelcome
and love is life's toy
where the feast is not crumbs
but a platter of joy
Be still and know that I am...
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
New moon
Little bits at a time, I'm feeling my light sparkle again. This has been so much longer and harder than I had anticipated. It's coming. THANK YOU for all of the love, support, gifts and caring. I never realized just how lucky I am. I am.
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