Poetry ~ The Power of Silence

you need not suffer in this season of despair
the answer to your suffering is to become aware

the answer is not seen, nor is it heard
it is not known through pictures or words

it is a potent force not easily understood
it does not boast thus its power is obscured

surrendering to silence is the answer you seek
quiet the mind and suspend your critique 

take shelter in silence to endure the storm
silence of the mind has the power to transform

Poetry ~ Meditation

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

Poetry ~ Ashes

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 loss and are unable to comfort their loved ones in their final hours. It breaks my heart. When my heart breaks, poetry heals. This poem is for all the souls no longer dreaming and 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 breath

i am not the ashes in this box

i am no longer dreaming
i'll be here when you wake