I call to the wind

in times of great distress, I call to the wind,
a friend, and constant companion when times are
grim

less known than before, part of the paradoxical
nature of love and loss,
shown

as part of a life lived

in its myriad fabrics and textures, feeling them with zeal,
I reel, and find a home in all
that’s real…

no hiding, now exposed, raw, vulnerable, and ready
to let go

of the pain, and sorrow, and simply sit in the magnificence
of love in all its shapes, and sizes,
bestowed…


I am at the Oregon coast this weekend, and it is beautiful. The above pic and poem were inspired by my time here, which I always treasure. Growing up by the ocean was a gift, and now living relatively close to the ocean once again fills my heart. Wishing you all a beautifully blessed Sunday, and coming week.


#beauty, #emotions, #feeling, #healing, #heart, #life, #loss, #love, #nature, #ocean, #open, #pain, #poem, #sea

the presence of love

loving is hard work, relating all we’ve known,
truth, and deep pain, resonates
the same…and,

sometimes

it does burn, scalding from within,
as we look up, transfixed, by the night sky,
cool, placid, not dim

we wonder

what’s hidden in those galaxies, far away, as we try,
offering solace to our hearts, giving those we love
another start, to

make their way into the galaxy next door, buried
in a love so deep, we often ignore, yet, opening up,
we create the possibility of another
shore

waves lapping upon the heart, cooling the burn, healing
the pain, and offering us more hope than
we can say…

experience, not at bay, only ever, the presence
of a love that will never stray, and
always stay…


Photo by WikiImages, Pixabay


#poetry, #emotion, #feeling, #galaxies, #healing, #heart, #introspection, #life, #love, #nature, #pain, #poem, #presence, #reflection

all things beautifully configured…

rocks covered in green,
the misty between,
sitting at the edge of the unseen,
wondering what this mystery is to me…as

reflection gives way
to transgressions of the past,
and mind continues to flitter,
here, and there, I

sit quietly, watching and observing the
drama play out, without a shout…as

flitter turns
inside out, and brings with it some clout…now

slowing down…as

love arises from the center
of all things beautifully configured…

In response to the WDYS#104 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.


Image credit; Sean Robertson @ Unsplash


#poetry, #beauty, #contemplation, #emotion, #feeling, #heart, #introspection, #life, #love, #mind, #mystery, #nature, #poem, #reflection

the love we feel on this night

the moon
speaks to me,
languages learned
through discorded earth

traveling from afar,
I quest into
the understanding shown,
close to heart, and
yet still from afar,
I’ve learnt…

…through
distances purged,
I indulge in the urge, and
request more at the moons behest,
as seeing, sees fit
to offer more,
closing the distances met

between me,
and the seas,
trees, and flowers
blooming abundantly…

realizing love
is at the center
of all things seen,
and felt in-between
the moons myriad phases,
and my truncated

belief
in this dream…for it is

in the unseen,
where life lives in this moment,
as you and I hold hands,
wish upon a star,
say goodnight to the moon,
and swoon, as delight

lights
up our hearts,
and makes space
for the love
we feel
on this
night

in full bloom…


Photo by Manjunath H P on Unsplash


#poetry, #contemplation, #emotion, #feeling, #humanconnection, #introspection, #life, #love, #moon, #nature, #poem, #realization, #reflection