Healing

Looking Upward

Today I am frail but undaunted Afraid but not faithless Uncertain but ever hopeful In the face of this great, overwhelming unknown. In our suffering there is resilience Gratitude for each tiny step of progress Relief in the warmth of human spirit Looking upward, always, for traces of light. To live at all, is toContinue reading “Looking Upward”

Supportive Shoulder

Wandering traveler, Please excuse the strangeness Of this odd but sincere request: Could you spare your shoulder for a moment So I might take a little rest? My arms are aching from the lifting Of those whose strength has faded out My voice hoarse from reassuring troubled ones Lost in a fog of confusion andContinue reading “Supportive Shoulder”

Home

For some, home is the shelter of four sturdy walls With memories infused into photo-lined halls Miscellaneous clutter as a cozy centerpiece A comfortable mix of chaos and peace. For some, home is a feeling of safe security With the warmth of a fire and plenty to eat Beloved paw prints etched on wooden floorsContinue reading “Home”

Tiptoes and Leaps

Life rarely falls into a steady gait On a linear sidewalk, narrow and straight But is a whimsical series of tiptoes and leaps Along precarious tightropes, down hair-raising steeps Across the fast-flowing rapids of water below Springing onto a jagged line of slippery stones Sometimes in this overwhelming, Olympian feat We overlook those brief momentsContinue reading “Tiptoes and Leaps”

Protected: Little Glowing Granule of Light

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Protected: Color

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Protected: Sun Breaking Through the Clouds

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Protected: Human Kindness

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Healing is a glorified concept Of quick solutions, magical regeneration Rainbows arching over flower meadows Using words like letting go, moving on As a guise for our breaking hearts. What if we saw healing in its true form? Messy, labile, excruciatingly painful A mirror reflecting harsh reality Coming face-to-face with our distortions As well asContinue reading “Healing”

Running Away from the Cure

I see the itch in your twitching feet The instant the pain sets in Stirring up feelings you cannot ignore So, let the damage control begin! Fleeing is not the answer To dispose of unwanted sensations They will cling to recesses of your soul No matter the speed of abdication. Take a breath and inviteContinue reading “Running Away from the Cure”