Don't get me wrong... I haven't succumbed to right brain emotional escalation... but I am melancholy... worried... exhausted... worn down... I guess it's inevitable for all of us, at least sometime in our lives...
Photo source Sodahead.com
I have lost myself.
I do not recognize myself
as the girl I once was
or the woman I should be.
I seek myself amid prayers
that rise on smoke of sage and sweetgrass.
As my prayers are carried on feathered wings
my emotions rise to find me.
My pen in hand,
I write myself back to where I belong.
My pen knows the way
and beckons me to follow.
D 1999
like a tide - you can't hold it back ..... swim safely though (buddy system) and watch out for those rip currents
ReplyDeleteYour poem is so beautiful and true. Go with your feelings right now and take a rest. Know that "this to shall pass" and you will be right with the world when the time is right. Be easy on yourself my friend.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and very touching post Dianne!
ReplyDeleteI live with grief and great loss too, some days are just harder than others. I find that no matter how much I prepare, birthdays, anniversaries still sneak up on me and drown me in sorrow...what you wrote in 1999 really resonates with me ... 1999 was the year our world crashed ... I found mixed media artwork to be a large part of this healing puzzle and always wished I could find "words" ... still searching for those
Sending you healing (((hugs)))
... Peace ... Love ... Light
and may you always feel your loved ones close to you as I am sure they are...Love never Dies
Take Care oxo