In a Rut.
The sadness was all around her
Swimming in misery up to her throat
It weighed her down
Yet refused to choke her
Her tears spilled out
Falling gracefully before soaking into her skin
What a hopeless tangle she had gotten herself into
She spent so long dwelling in this mess she was unsure of how to escape
How long would she sing a song of sorrow?
She prayed this was only a season
Surely,
She thought
This couldn't be her whole life.
New Shoes
Wed 28th Jul 2021 07:32
The phoenix rises from the ashes. It's easy to say, harder to manifest. project the image of where you want to be and be open to the opportunities that will help you arrive. It's okay for dreams to die. we can believe that the only constant in the universe is change and find some peace in that. project the image of love while allowing love to flow through you and everything else will fall away and peace will be in your heart in every changing moment. Your only time is now.