My heart slows.
The Elk and deer are grazing while the sun is dipping
Below the horizon.
I know shortly the fox will come scouting
And eagerly return to his den with a mouse
Clenched in his teeth.
The bunnies are nibbling on tender shoots and the Eagles have flown back to their nests.
The geese are relentless in their calls,
Honks echoing overhead
As the great crane swoops up and away;
All to return another day.
You will move blindly.
You will move slowly,
Lightly
To meet them.
Following with new senses;
Intuition sparking,
Illuminating the way.
Trust;
It takes much time and patience
For the wounded to
Open into love.
Call me a silly girl
If you will
I just don’t care anymore.
And i was tied to the riddles of your mind too long
Crawling along on my hands and knees
Finding scraps and pieces;debris.
Forgetting who I am,
My heartbeat ceased.
Now i am rolling the dice,
Look and tell me what you see.
You won’t even look at me.
I am tired of lie after lie.
Call me a slow girl
If you will,
I just don’t care anymore.
Left or right
It don’t make no difference.
I was a fool in the beginning
I ain’t
A fool no more.
Blink and
I disappear.
And all i see is dust in my
Rear view mirror.
The wreckage of me reassembling.
And I never want to
Hurt like that again
So
I have been fearful,
So very afraid.
One step
And I hesitate, my feet placed lightly
As I hold my breath before
Pressing forward completely;
And wait.
Eyes wide open,
Telling my tears to stay tucked away,
To wait.
Wait a little longer.
It is not in my head nor irrational
For those things did happen leaving bruises on heart on skin,
Not happening merely once or twice.
Over and over.
In psyche I go deep.
Begin once again.
One step forward and breath.
Wait and observe, Listen and feel.
Muscles coiled around heart ready to retreat.
Consciously release tension;
Release grip on self.
Exhaustion sets in every muscle.
Stopping. Resting.
Replenish heart and mind
And begin again
With tomorrow’s sunrise.
Beauty and joy seep into depths slowly and lovingly
Replacing anxiety.
Sweet dreams start to outnumber nightmares.
Ever so tenderly reanimating hope.
Revive.
We all know times flows and it
Goes
Fast when we want it slow,
And slow when we want it to move fast.
But it is true
Things will happen when they happen
And we will get there when we get there.
Without a clock time
Still somehow moves,
So do our hearts
And our very cells.
So just be grateful and stop your fretting
Because letting go of all that worry,
That Tick Tock hurry,
Will set you free.
Periodically I get trapped inside
My mind.
My body knows it should
Stand up,
Should move.
My eyes try to look
Out the window.
I want to go outside and inhale life and
Lay in the sun
But
Then the thought of it all;
Moving myself,
Makes me cry.
Exhausts me.
And all goes silent
In my head.
The connection is lost
And every thought becomes
Slow motion
Until I remain
Motionless
And call it a draw.
Chole Into Diamonds 