Chances come
chances go
choices come
choices go
years come
years go
seasons come
seasons go
ideas come
ideas go
dreams come
dreams go
life comes
life goes
letting go
peace comes…
Chances come
chances go
choices come
choices go
years come
years go
seasons come
seasons go
ideas come
ideas go
dreams come
dreams go
life comes
life goes
letting go
peace comes…
I have carried
the weight
of my sorrow
through decades
through seasons
through storms
Sorrow weighed
me down
a heavy
load to carry
It closed me
off
It closed me
in
It closed me.
Sorrow
drowning in sorrow
I could barely swim
could never
catch my breath
Heartbroken
battle scarred
I swallow
my tears
embrace my fears
carry on
carrying sorrow…
The truth came
for me today
it was not gentle
it was not fair
the message was
loud and clear
I ranted
I raved
I explained
I cursed
I cried
Truth~
it just is…
take it
leave it
believe it
deny it
once it is known
it can not be
forgotten
it is what it is.
What is your truth?
…
Time ran away
it stood still
it got wasted
occasionally,
it was put
to good use
it slipped by
it faded away
it stopped
and then,
it flew
it remains
ever ticking
until it
stops
then
where did it go
its gone…
Fills my soul
Lightens my spirit
Shine on beautiful
shine on…
Traveled far
to meet a
wise woman
She gave us
space
She showed us
grace
Circle of women
Sisters of soul
We took this
journey together
seeking knowledge
returning to self
whispers of the wind
the elders calling
doubts falling
rise up and claim
your space
Wise Women…
Thoughts dangle
time ticks
Thoughts Collected
thoughts lost
escaped in a blink
some return
some gone forever
carried away
to the land
of nod
Letting them
go
hoping they
return
if not,
farewell
perhaps
we meet again
just a
thought…
crescent dreams
float at night
taken places
of delight
Night to light
In the waking
space…
crescent dreams
fade away
Into the day
what remains
a shadow beauty
rich in colors
memories etched
stitched and
ripped
gone are the sorrows
of what went
before…
This one
or that
which way
why
Are you
sure
guess again
over there
over here
all over
dream on
wake up
I am sure
its over
why
its the
way
of that
of this
one,
I’m sure…
floating
flying
swinging
swaying
holding
letting go
finding
losing
closing
opening
hoping
always,
hanging
by
a
thread…