One by one
Or two by two
It matters not to me
What matters most
Is do or don’t
As I sit here
And think
Category: motivation
Settling In (day 1726)
I don’t quite remember the day that it happened
But two by two they fell
Two by two the large trees that had circled my soul
Started thundering and crashing and heaving and falling.
And I looked up.
I craned my neck and looked at the new gap
Projecting sunlight this way and that,
Streaming little bits of another world
And catching particulate matter suspended in mid air.
My footsteps stopped.
My heart beat as my ears slowly identified the noises
I had so tirelessly huffed away,
Keeping a pace to get somewhere I didn’t know
And didn’t even have a reason to get to there.
So I stopped.
As it all came crashing down and whispers screamed louder,
As honeysuckles sprouted and ivy reached,
As leaves crunched and blossoms bloomed I stopped,
And that’s when I settled in.
To Be Ready in thy Soul (day 1725)
I wish I could reach out to you
Hold out my warmth in arms
I’d be your blanket wrapped around
To keep thy soul in tight
I wish I had the strength to grow
As the tree grows up and down
I’d have protection under me
To shade thee from heaven’s rain
I wish I was wind beneath
Your sail so taught and ready
My breeze would cool on warmer days
And speed thee through thy storm
I wish I had a bent back
Worn from thy service to thee
I’d be rags to keep thy feet
From ever touching hard ground
Another Day (day 1721)
I am a little sentiment
Of ever growing resentment
Lost in a pond of gray
I’ve floated off on another day
But if you walk with me a while
I’ll show you how, erstwhile
I was once a former self
Lost amidst a dusty shelf
Relief (day 1713)
Lately I had just about
Enough of all this fuss,
To leisurely walking about
I did set and go,
So I would not remain
Stuck, and all undone.
Floating Soul (day 1693)
Float my soul as wind does blow;
A field of drifting snow.
Long grass will tickle my fleeting heart,
Field posts as my deep breath.
My wisdom is an open sea
Torrenting above this frozen ground,
Truth for which I’m steady holds
Dirt which refuses me
The steady pull of gravity.
And in this I shall forever find
Patience of the naked deciduous,
A lark, yet steadfast cold.
Yearn (day 1679)
That burn
That yearns
And feels so real
As it scrapes
The back sides
Of my eyelids,
Reminding me
There is lots
Left to do.
Great White Horse (day 1678)
Before I was lost
I once was a castle,
Strong and alive
Bitter and sweet.
But then a great white horse
Came and captured my soul
Lessons I’ve learned
I’ve gone and I’ve come
I’ve never been misplaced
I’ve always been free.
I wasn’t alone mom,
I wasn’t alone.
Give and you take
You live and you break.
You always make good
The word you’ve laid down
Cause come at the end
It’s you against the world.