Tag: nature

empty nest

I held a baby robin in my
Hand yesterday
Trying to lift it back into its nest

It’s heart was beating, mouth open
So full of frailty and life;
I waited to see mom return

Twice more she fell out of her
Poorly constructed nest
and twice more I lifted her back

Yet when I awoke this morning
The nest was empty
And a little body lay upon the mulch

Sadness within that empty nest-
As I watch the robin mother
Lament her fallen child

And I think of those empty
And poorly constructed places within my heart
That cannot hold love

And I too grieve for the loss
That lies within me
For that is equally as sorrowful

the only key

I feel rather foolish
For holding on this long
And with this much force

There’s only so much leeway
The universe provides
Before it sees fit to intervene

All those things we *wish* for
Are but turns in the wheel of fate
….and nothing is permanent

To be so insistent
On a thing succeeding
Only breeds disharmony

There is no understanding-
This nature of fate and exacting karma
Acceptance is the only key

giving thanks

I wake up everyday
To thoughts of fresh starts
And though some things
Weigh upon my mind
Today I will try to keep
my heart
Light
And give thanks to the sun
And the air
And my breath
And to that which
I already have in this
Moment

goodbye love

It’s a game you play
With my heart
And it causes me great sadness
To the point that I am leaving
All this behind

I would rather spend a lifetime
Chasing dreams
Than another moment
Running after
Illusion

You are simply too much
For my heart to endure

silent birds

A black bird lay in my path
Stiff and empty
And all I can hear is the song
Of change ringing in my ear

A man with long nails
And a pinned black bird in his hat
Divined for me… yet more
crossing energies

Birds speak to me now
From spirit guides… making me see
That this darkened doorway
Is but a portal to a bigger me

Resonance of change binds
My heart and mind
In an unyielding
Spiral of noiseless singing

And these silent birds have come
To tell me to hold on just a little more-
For maturity of thought
Will find my heart before long

black wings

~black wings~

I saw black wings
Flying towards me
And green grass falling
Your touch reached me
And comforted my soul

Taking darkness and turning
It light… flashes of purple
Sing now to me
As I settle into the cushion
And give myself over

King of the mountain

~king of the mountain~

I remembered your face
when I closed my eyes and entered
that sacred space in between
the folds of time

The smell of yellow flowers,
growing beside a running stream
Take colors, always flashing,
Memories or dreams?

Your hair landed softly upon me
As you leaned over to brush my face
Your smell, my brute obsession,
With force you bind my fate

king of the mountain!
What a spirit trapped inside!
Would that I give my present
To within that moment reside.

pure clarity

Pure clarity…
Now is the time for managing emotion-
for finding peace within the storm-
for not reacting to the pain;
such is this push and pull of life
that takes me from one extreme to the next- wildly…
Now is the time for quiet even during
the loudest of actions-
And solitude even while pain burns so brightly within the confines of my heart
that my skin is charred and blistered

Pure clarity…
Creates space to find the emptiness
that is required to weather
the heartache of this mess
and find the joy within my own heart
to keep moving forward in light.

this tempest

A mountain is unmoved
by even the wildest of storms

Let my heart be that mountain
And remain steadfast through
the tempest of emotion that ravages
my mind and body, enrapturing thought
And spirit.

Gail force winds of anger and guilt;
Shame and fear.. let them beat upon
My breast;
Imprisoning breath;
Until the tops of trees quiver with energy
And all that once was
Is replaced, returned and retraced

This steadfast heart of mine! Hold on
But a little longer through this tempest of
Pain
Whilst the nature of emotion
Runs through the gambit of fate
And all returns, not the same, but
Cleaner and more quiet.

Statue of the Sea

Oh! Tall and constant Lover!
My statue in the sea;
Clouds crown your head, as you hover
Above… protectively.

Birds flock to you to hear your song–
‘Floats softly on the breeze;
A tune, dependable and strong,
Keeps hearts and souls at ease!

True and ever constant statue!
You stand alone in time;
What artisan from rock and stone
Carved such ancient design?

Peacefulness is the light you shine!

Stormy seas rage, wild winds blow;
Still, fortitude, I find,
Within my rock, my lord, my beau;
Constant and unconfined.

Under your guard, I find my home,
Firm stance, unfaltering;
And those songs that are yours alone—
Within my spirit ring.

Thru’ wind and rain– remains your throne
A light for those in need;
A true guide, calling lost souls home,
A holy task indeed!