Sometimes I am lost and floating, addicted
to my own sadness.
Bad memories act as a comforter until
I surrender and drop it to the floor.
What am I to do?
It is hard to hear whispers that life simply is.
My inner voice is quieter than the wind or songs of the birds.
Fragile thoughts in morning frost linger
until the sun’s warmth transforms them into a fragile smile.
Please patience, let me notice subtle clues that layer reality
so lightness reflects back to me
Because fear is stronger than love today,
it captures my thoughts and cast them into stone hard beliefs.
I use discipline and attention to overcome.
Breathing deep, I intend to attract more loving people,
to notice loving actions of people helping each other.
My focus desires destinations of a safe place
with gentle, balanced people.
Exhale, ahh….patience and trust are challenges.
Moving toward the stirrings of my soul,
I am walking two paths and being triggered.
My water body moves cautiously. It is dense and very sensitive
while its electrical circuits cope with incoming energies.
May I rise up. Rise up and observe that love and fear
have a hard time co-existing within my heart.
To be in peace, I trust life to unfold naturally.
Giving gratitude, winds stir up a dust devil.
It brings a smile and a message that all is as it should be.
