There are days when I question my gifts.
those things I know do not or will not come.
Frustrated I walk blindly down a path.
I know not my destination.
I gaze into a pool to interpret a direction.
The water is murky
I look to either side but brambles block the view.
I am trapped, lost from sight.
Fearful, I run blindly,
Tearing at the thorns.
Stirring up water,
Mixing in mud.
I achieve nothing but pain and continued frustration.
My hands hurt, my chest pounds.
I look closer.
The brambles protect me on either side.
Dangerous things cannot make their way through.
The water cannot retain my image.
I am not shown.
My mind empties.
The path leads on.
One foot in front of the other.
I am comforted and secure.
I am protected.
My mind rests, my soul rests.
In the quiet I rebuild.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Monday, February 4, 2013
Light, ii
Radiance within
Radiance permeates
Amplifies, Expands.
Brilliant and Blazing.
Love brings forth
Love provides.
Shadows engulfed by Light.
Radiance permeates
Amplifies, Expands.
Brilliant and Blazing.
Love brings forth
Love provides.
Shadows engulfed by Light.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Sisterhood
Separate, Complete, Whole.
Each, One. Each Complete.
Daughters, Sisters, Mothers.
Our paths separate, directed in tandem for a heartbeat.
The heartbeats, together, create a new bond.
A sisterhood,
Freely choosing to bond our hearts and minds.
United our love, united our fears, united our goals.
A new life, breathing, living, creating.
Separate, Complete, Whole.
11-20-12
Each, One. Each Complete.
Daughters, Sisters, Mothers.
Our paths separate, directed in tandem for a heartbeat.
The heartbeats, together, create a new bond.
A sisterhood,
Freely choosing to bond our hearts and minds.
United our love, united our fears, united our goals.
A new life, breathing, living, creating.
Separate, Complete, Whole.
11-20-12
Sisters
Golden blond hair sunlight streams through.
Ample pure locks dark as new moon.
Nose, cheek and forehead familiar in both.
One voice demands the other's apprehensive
Begging for acceptance in their own language.
Accepting the judgement of others as truth.
They separate ways and begin lives anew.
As time reunites they now pledge true
Each other to balance, create and renew.
2009
Ample pure locks dark as new moon.
Nose, cheek and forehead familiar in both.
One voice demands the other's apprehensive
Begging for acceptance in their own language.
Accepting the judgement of others as truth.
They separate ways and begin lives anew.
As time reunites they now pledge true
Each other to balance, create and renew.
2009
Light
There is a light within each of us which must be cared for and nurtured.
this is our light and no one can take care of this light for us. This, however, does not mean we are alone. Although we must choose to keep our own light lit we can be encouraged and supported by those who love us. Remember these people who care for you as you enhance and protect your light. As you look within, see the fire and speak their names you send them back love. You never know when exactly they will be in silent need of that love.
Friday, February 1, 2013
A Reflection
The Goddess looks into the mirror.
Beauty is reflected, the whole is perceived.
She presents the world with Herself, unbridled.
For All of her is perfect.
She does not dull herself to be acceptable.
She scries within, bringing life to her meditations.
I am the Goddess, her archetype contained within.
I reflect Beauty, I am the whole.
I present myself to the world, unhampered.
For All of me is Perfect.
I will not dull myself to be accepted.
I scry within and bring life to my meditations.
The caricature perceived, becomes Whole
as Her Truth, my Truth is exhumed.
My Light shines through.
11-28-12
Beauty is reflected, the whole is perceived.
She presents the world with Herself, unbridled.
For All of her is perfect.
She does not dull herself to be acceptable.
She scries within, bringing life to her meditations.
I am the Goddess, her archetype contained within.
I reflect Beauty, I am the whole.
I present myself to the world, unhampered.
For All of me is Perfect.
I will not dull myself to be accepted.
I scry within and bring life to my meditations.
The caricature perceived, becomes Whole
as Her Truth, my Truth is exhumed.
My Light shines through.
11-28-12
Goodbye
Goodbye
How do I leave you to make myself whole?
Break away from your judgements to stand on my own.
Pain is your lesson, taught with guilt and scorn.
Bound in submission, a new life struggles.
I grieve for your past, slowing breaking from mine
This wound is still red, barely covered and scabbed.
Painful to touch, angry and warm.
When I lay bleeding, abandoned and afraid...
Silence prevailed. You never came.
But now you come back to me.
Your familiar demands, voicing your needs.
To hold my hand and comfort my pain.
You see my wound, gaping and raw
But seeping blood cleanses and heals.
I may not be over you, and fear dark lonely days.
My steps may be tentative, but some will be bold.
The motions lead me on.
I walk this path.
I leave you behind.
I have the courage to tell you Goodbye.
1-31-13
How do I leave you to make myself whole?
Break away from your judgements to stand on my own.
Pain is your lesson, taught with guilt and scorn.
Bound in submission, a new life struggles.
I grieve for your past, slowing breaking from mine
This wound is still red, barely covered and scabbed.
Painful to touch, angry and warm.
When I lay bleeding, abandoned and afraid...
Silence prevailed. You never came.
But now you come back to me.
Your familiar demands, voicing your needs.
To hold my hand and comfort my pain.
You see my wound, gaping and raw
But seeping blood cleanses and heals.
I may not be over you, and fear dark lonely days.
My steps may be tentative, but some will be bold.
The motions lead me on.
I walk this path.
I leave you behind.
I have the courage to tell you Goodbye.
1-31-13
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All writing contained within this blog is my original work, with the exception of Work Haiku's - these are a joint effort between myself and unnamed co-worker.
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