Sunday, February 24, 2019

The Hero's Journey


But a Spark unknown
to all except those
who have come before, she lies
alone. The water, her life blood, does not
nurture; she tries not to drown but
her feet weigh her down; only the crown
stays above. Safety lies in getting

Out. Escape. Away.
Back to where she came from.
Back home.
Safe.

She pours out with the water & a flash
of light, too bright, the crown closes and
Spark disappears.
Nowhere to go.
Home is no more. Fears
of drowning keep her alive. Distrust
keeps her moving.

She flies, chases the clouds of other lives, hides in the space left vacant by one she doesn’t know, presumed gone, dead; escaped when there was still time.

Then one day
she looks ahead and sees:
Spark. It was there all along.
It never left. It was just waiting to be

Seen. Acknowledged. Validated.
In the Trees, the Stones, the Sky and
Earth. She found home.
Within her  heart.
Safe.


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Sunday, February 17, 2019

Listen





Listen

trees are gathering
in the woven tapestry of dawn
their voices a quiet rhythm
in my blood. Listen

to what my heart understands
but yearns to be told. Listen

to what my body knows
but has forgotten. Listen

to the what I know
but haven’t spoken.

Listen.





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