To feel the pain inside
It’s okay to watch the
It’s okay to hear the thunder
It’s okay to feel alone
It’s okay when all the wold is
And we cannot see our way
For when the rain has dried
The clouds have cleared
The sun will shine again.
I love the thought that we don’t always have to be striving for an ending in sight. We don’t need to be following a ‘plan’. Sometimes we just need to follow the leads. To be still and listen to our hearts. Listen to the stirrings of our souls. And be true to what we hear.
Be soft enough to hear, and gentle enough to feel. Be willing to be moved. And then follow the leads.
Allow ourselves to be surprised.
It’s a winding road, it is indeed
That leads us from our naked starts
To push ahead with toil and strife
And bring us finally into night
The moon will shine while owls keep watch
Until we reach that end at last
The end of life, the end of dawn –
Ever closer to our
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The seasons change
Like a kaleidoscope
Held loosely in the palm of a hand
Altering the landscape
Of the days we have survived,
And what are we to do?
Hold on for the journey
Because the past is no more
The secrets have all been shared
While there is breath in us
A mystery yet lies ahead
Take me from where I am
Alone and destitute, vision faltering
Lead me to the waters deep so I can
Dream my new life into being
Let the kaleidoscope of change
Reveal my next home
Waiting patiently for me to arrive.
Angel of light
Angel so bright
Watch over me
Watch over mine
Keep us safe until
Our journey’s fate
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Journey.”
Without you I would be a shadow
Of the help I could extend to you
Your love lifts me to that higher place
Of purpose and security
Join me on my journey
As we travel into the future
First day of Spring today. A new month, a new week, a new season. May it bring in a new season of our lives. A season where we can be confident, assured, content and happy. Joy-filled. May all the past and any bitterness and regret be washed away, and a new beginning welcomed. I look to the sun and blue skies and the buds and blossoms and I feel encouraged and strengthened and joyous. The warmth fills my heart and lifts me up. Allows me to grow from where I am, my despair and anguish and pain is cast aside. And filled with laughter and love and joy, and there is a smile on my heart. That smile that radiates from within and bubbles out and springs forth and cannot be hidden.
We are blessed indeed.