Tag Archives: Poetry

Freeeeeeeee

The silly needs space to be free .  It is a way of healing old , emotional wounds . A way of releasing the weight of needless burdens . It is a way of opening the path to spontaneity   and that is where limitless thinking is born .

Self imposed barriers …where are they born ?  From the fears of adults  that we were your caregivers when you were young ?  The teachers that intimidated  you in school ? From the people  that told you that your ideas were  foolish ?

Free to choose the direction , free from the past and free from tomorrow .  Where  the  heart yearns to go is where I must follow . 

Whispers about Living

At the water’s edge the soothing sounds and movement ask for a visit to one’s soul . And while sky beckons for dreams  to be brought forth the trees whisper about living . Then there are those mountains and they don’t always let on that they are the great protectors . And sweet sun warming an injured heart  until the moon reveals hidden depths in thinking of what’s next . Then stars like a magical blanket appear and sing a silent lullaby and take away your fears .

Victory Unknown

Your beauty comes from a deep soul . Courage and light gathered throughout an arduous

journey . One of kindnesses given when ugliness roared  in your direction . Stamina that rose

up despair  and carried you to your wisdom . Willingness , oh the the willingness to see the

reason and to imagine the victory at the other end . Grace ,  it is the light shining outward from

       your heart that surrounds you with grace .

Cheers !

Cheers to love and new explorations . And to courage of our own design .

I raise my glass to healing old wounds and to freedom of every kind .  Here’s to the fireworks

that celebrate  the you that comes alive in sprit and the  truth  in the heart that guides us

eternally .

Cheers to you sweet adventures that bring about new sights and signs of inspiration .  And to

wisdom that revisits  in new forms ,  strengthening a few best bits of living .

I raise my glass to you dear life , dear loved ones  and to possibilities !

Happy New Year .

Restful Mystery

The warmth of gathering oneself and welcoming a quiet rest and all the while a piece of my spirit roams free .  Moving along and suddenly  the beloved moon catches hold of me . A magnetic attraction and a  timeless song to the soul bringing one home .

The moon calls to a place of infinite wisdom and I off I go to the water’s edge  again and again . It both soothes and ignites restlessness . The power of creation waiting for it’s moment to be born  and looking to the moon for release and recognition .  It befriends your mysteries  and holds them dear .

The light that is sought will be found in the soothing , quiet of the dark  .  

Wild Winds

The winds came with such force ,

that the water became wildly beautiful and free .

Stone walls and cement slabs are little more than a notion during some moments like these .

Releasing old limbs , the trees  do us a favor . They  keep themselves  alive  …and wise and

ready for new growth and new life .

The winds came with such force

that I fell in love with their wildness and recognize the freeness .

Feeling the storm upon my face and more dearly in my heart’s embrace of all that is true .

I celebrate it in ancient experiences  carried all the way in the life of each cell .

I release tears , not always  for  today ,  but sometimes for moments far off  from another time

or for moments still to come .

The wildly beautiful winds that come , they churn things up ,  bringing freedom as they pass . 

 

 

 

Star to Star …

Draw a vision from star  to star to star and from to tree to tree to tree

And be .

Early morning darkness delivers promises

of expectancy an dreams coming awake and kindness from unknown places .

The sorrows that live in your breath as joys come to knock and welcoming  a flutter of

Love in your heart and suddenly there is a moment where you

are free .