Sanctioning relaxation of my mind through writing contemplation.
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Belting out a beautiful song, no one else can touch,
So heart-felt and tender as everyone looks aroundwith tears in their eyes.No one has ever been heard like him before – steadyapplause and a standing ovation.He’s so humble, such a great talent, we all are happythat he’s shared with us.
Solitary figure of the past, walking down a lane of unremembrance.
Only the loneliness and pain of a friendship that has ended.Always hearing echoes of long lost friendship, falling down around me.
Taking away fears, storing them in a chest of steel,
Wanting to explore and go on adventurous travelsalone, building self-confidence and self-esteem alongthe way.Fulfilling inner needs, becoming who I’ve always been,yet not knowing who I was.A reuniting of sorts with the child within, makingpeace with the finality of God’s own.
Lamplight reflected in a rain pool puddle in the darkness of the early morn.
Millions of tiny rain drops fallen together to make a puddle.Outside the window I can feel the quiet stillness stir within my heart.It strums a tune of loneliness deep within and brings it forth to greet the newness of the morning’s light.Which has spread itself neatly and poetically across the once dark sky of night.A…
Floodgates of grief open inside, end-to-end, flowing
Washing it with sympathy, collecting in my mind,memorialized for all time in this rhyme of poetry.Set forth from within, sorrow shows itself timidly, vulnerably, to the world outside.Heart of grief, gingerly held with childlike hands,afraid it will spill out and be trampled by death’sinsistent embrace.
Worrying about nothing, just participating in my life intellectually and curiously.
Exercising brain cells, taking them out of contextual boxes, spreading them around my imagination in wonder.Living in my own compartments, moving from one to another in sublime joy.