Author: Devlin Murphy

Letting go

of old ways

delays

decay

Sweeping out

the dust

the webs

the broken

Putting together

the pieces

a mosaic

of a lifetime

of living

the shards

the slivers

the splinters

Finding

a rainbow

a delightful

work of art…

Tears shed

within without

Pain flares

within without

A small voice

whispers

within without

Questioning

within without

Struggling

within without

Laughter

within without

Friendship

within without

Loving

within without

Living…

I see clearly now

through years

of tears

false loves

false friends

wondering why

I did not see

Why did I

bury me

Phoenix rising

over and over

again and again

I gave love

they took

they gave hate

I took

I take no more

of less…

Ever again

moonlights my path

I see clearly now…

Forever more~

Yellow wings

flew past

my eyes

I watched

in wonder

as the

butterfly danced~

A gift,

I thought

as I watched

the magic

before me

Sweet creature

flew too close

caught in the

draft

knocked around

dead

on the ground…

Tears came

I cannot lie

it hurt

my soul

to watch

a creature

of beauty

die~

Reminds me

we only live

on borrowed

time…

live

laugh

love,

Now…

Life is just

a moment in time~

Fear recedes

like the tides

Its a flow

it never goes

Dreams are

birthed

some grow

some die

Its a flow

it never goes

Life is long

life is short

some grow

some die

its a flow

it never goes

Each breath

a sacred gift~

so it goes…

Moonbeams

and dreams

Sailing on

a soul journey…

Sacred space

Sacred place

floating

swimming

dreaming…

Memories lost

memories found

making new~

lessons learned

knowledge earned

heartbreaks

and joy~

at every day break

riding the

moonbeams

towards the

fate we make…

Sunrise

paints the

sky

another day

another way

Begin again

Start anew

its all

we can do…

Another sunrise

to try

by and by

before we

fly…

Spring begins

to bloom

the light

changes

life begins

again

renewal

sun feeds

the growth

the process

the journey

the beginning

again…

Here comes

the flowers

the greens

the blooming…

Life~

The wind

tickles my

senses

the gentle

chirping

the sun

is setting

playing

peek a

boo

with the

trees

A calmness

settles

over and

within

Dreams whisper

on the

wind…

I hear the roar

of the silent

turning

The whispers

of movement

the hurried

scurried

the whizzing

and the

whine

All divine

a moment

in time…