Stirrings inside
Cultivated by her depth of heart
And tended with intention
For spring to rise again
For hope to rise again
Daily Bliss – March 30
Waves of Tears
Waves of tears
Lapping at my feet
Waves of light
Trying with all their might
To get us to wake up
To hear their cries for help
And feel the sting of their salty truths
Against our indignant ears,
The putrid scent of death
And near extinction
Not yet pungent enough
To ride the wave of salvation,
Instead, slowly drowning,
Drowning
As the last wave crashes at my feet
©SpiritLed 2020
Photo by GoaShape on Unsplash
Daily Bliss – March 27
She feels the sting of endings
And returns anyway to grace
Befriending those feelings
Which tell her life is short
When really, life has just begun
Daily Bliss – March 25
Through tidal waves of grief
She rises from the depths
Holding each wave dear
As she releases it to rest
Deep on the bottom
A foundation for her next step
Daily Bliss – March 24
In the crevices of doubt
And indecision
The sense of being frozen in one shape
She tentatively reaches out
To chip away the icy outer layers
And find warmth
In her own beating heart
Back Home
Her whole life before her
She takes one step,
And then another,
Into the wilderness of her own mind
Feeding herself on words
Which fall like manna from the sky,
Deepening into her descent
Until the blackness swallows her whole
And on the other side
She finds the peace she’d not dared to seek
Peeking out from behind every obstacle,
Offering its battered hand
I’m home, she thinks
And even in her solace, she knows better
She can’t hide here forever
She has to learn to bring peace back home
©SpiritLed 2020
Photo by Sašo Tušar on Unsplash
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