you need not suffer in this season of despairthe answer to your suffering is to become awarethe answer is not seen, nor is it heardit is not known through pictures or wordsit is a potent force not easily understoodit does not boast thus its power is obscuredsurrendering to silence is the answer you seekquiet the mind and suspend your critique take shelter in silence to endure the storm
silence of the mind has the power to transform
with one deep breath
i'm floating on the green-blue sea
the ocean engulfs me; the water is warm
i've traveled far away to the green-blue sea
i allow my mind to drift on the ocean
i can hear the waves; feel the sun on my face
my lips are salty; my tears are salty too
i think i'll stay here awhile
far away, floating on the green-blue sea
take a deep breath and join me
I've been absent from NaPoWriMo for a few days.I think the sadness of the times has taken a toll.There are so many families dealing with lossand are unable to comfort their loved onesin their final hours. It breaks my heart.When my heart breaks, poetry heals.This poem is for all the souls no longer dreamingand all their loved ones lost in grief.“This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.”~ Rumi
i am not the ashes in this box
i am the lilacs blooming in spring
the new born fawn in the meadow
i am the wildflowers of summer
the eagle soaring above
i am the leaves falling in autumn
the chill in the wind of change
i am the fire's heat on a cold
winter's night
the raven outside your window
i am not the ashes in this box
i am the salt of your tears
the space between each breathi am not the ashes in this boxi am no longer dreaming
i'll be here when you wake
