Her heart and soul
Find such beauty in what may seem to be
Modest
And
Mundane
To most people.
She finds it
In
The
Magnificent as well.
To her there is
No
Difference.
Her heart and soul
Find such beauty in what may seem to be
Modest
And
Mundane
To most people.
She finds it
In
The
Magnificent as well.
To her there is
No
Difference.
I won’t ask about your
Father
For I know he is deceased.
I will not ask about your
Mother,
I know she shattered you to pieces.
I will,
However,
Offer you a safe space
To lay it all down.
A space to heal.
A place where you can feel the
Sanctity of your soul.
Where it will remind you
That you are whole.
I offer you love and kindness.
A quiet time to recover your heart and
Mind.
And there you can mend without
Question.
And then
Tender
My heart grew
As my soul
Beheld
You.
Up here
On the mountain
I feel my spirit expand.
The walls vanish.
The noise of
A million voices
Cease to exist
And
I can hear my own heart.
I do not need to speak
A word
For
The wind knows my soul.
And I never fear being alone
As
Mother Earth
Holds me strong.
She holds me
With
A
Sacred
Love.
I close my eyes,
I breath you in.
Beauty becomes my soul.
Your arms embrace me,
Hold me still.
My breath,
For once,
Is whole.
My heart is beating
A rhythm true.
A sound I’ve held so tight.
My soul is lifting
Weightless.
Free.
Never has it been so high.
I am singing a new song.
One my heart vaguely recalls.
One that has been hidden
Behind
Unforgiving
Walls.
She loved the way he stayed.
The way
He waited
So patiently
For her to undress
Until she was completely
Naked,
Baring her soul.
She saw reflected in his heart
A beauty she had never seen before.
As her eyes met his
She realized he had no intention
Of ever giving her a chance to redress herself.
Our ancestors speak in
Whispers
To the soul.
They have learned,
They know
That when speaking in
Loud rumblings,
In anger
You cannot hear.
This is what echoes back to you.
So,
They whisper in love and kindness
When all is quiet
To remind us
Of
The way.
I awoke with a loneliness in my gut.
My face
Damp with tears I must have cried
In a nightmare.
I turned to my side
And
Set my sight
On the light
Fighting to filter through those
Dusty,
Lifeless
Curtains covering my window.
And I knew
Come what may,
The only way
That soul healing light was ever going
To shine on me
Was if I got up and opened those
Curtains
Myself.
I reopened the gate
And went out into
The
Great
Wilderness.
There I returned to the
Life
I new
As a child
And became
The
Peace
I have always carried.
For the birds welcomed me.
The wind embraced me.
The trees received me with a timeless remembering.
The dirt infused my senses with vivification.
The sky opened up in my heart
And the sun became a friend to my soul again.
I recalled this is where I belong.
There,
In
The
Great
Wilderness,
I did live
Once
More.
In time
The soul’s knowing
Will begin
And home
Will be found
Within.