Awaken. Heal. Inspire.
What happens when the world around her
Doesn’t feel the same pull
But rather a desperation she’d prefer not to indulge?
What happens when the only mind she can change
The only life she can transform
Is her own?
What happens when
She takes a deep breath
And takes the steps
Only she can take?
I’m the quiet pause of reflection
The darkness within the light
Somber stillness and righteous rage
Standing on the precipice
Without crashing over
A celebration for us all
The final breath before change
Through wispy fingers, the wind blows
Clearing out the stale and stagnant muck inside
Clearing out room for the cold to freeze the dead parts
And leave them to fall violently to the ground
No more
No more
The wind has spoken
On this day, I purge the grief
Which so hauntingly stole
My younger years,
Disguised as busyness and misdirection,
The fear of loss so great
That I could not move forward,
Clinging to a past that no longer existed
Even in my mind,
Thinking I was living in today
Yet without the constant stream of freshness
To cleanse the words of yesterday
And make way for more tomorrows,
That stream stagnant for so long
Finally loosened by words buried deep,
Expressions of the love I could not speak
Yet was always at the ready
To spill from frozen lips,
These words, not just for me
But for all who’ve lost,
All who grieve,
All who seek a better way,
A brighter path to live today
©SpiritLed 2019
Photo by Karsten Würth (@karsten.wuerth) on Unsplash
The twinkling in her eyes
Is no measure for the passion rising in her heart
Urging her to reach inside her deepest fears and regrets
And offer them the love she never knew they needed
Take their shaking hands and rise up
To set the stars on fire
And up light the night with a wink
These songs of freedom
Locked inside her aching heart
Longing to be released
Yet held captive by the key
Her racing thoughts like horses
Galloping through her dreams
Leaving only dust behind,
Their hoof prints a haven
For each little thought to take root and grow
Beneath the thundering in her ears,
A tiny notion,
A hope,
That freedom lies beyond
And the only way through is in
©SpiritLed 2019
Photo by James Wainscoat on Unsplash