and so the world is once more at my feet
the sun has told me what you’ve been up to
the moon always hushes her, telling her that i must free myself from you.
she’s right
she always is
i can’t find peace in what broke me
but i’ll find it here
in these 8am mornings
where the grass wets my feet
the birds bring this new day to life
this new opportunity to choose love
crystal blue skies calling me to bow my head and trust as she moves my dance across the earth
the rain has fallen since june 8th
and anytime i complain, she smiles and always says the same
"that in order for my flowers to grow, there must be pain."
the water falls down
down
down
down
my soil soaks up all the grief
all the pain in yesterday’s memories
i speak to them
i remind them of all they are, who they were, and who they will be
i planted these months ago
years end 2020
they have popped in and out
i’ve pulled their weeds
i’ve urged them to grow all of the fruit that lies within them
and they’ve always said the same
"don’t you know i require patience to grow?"
i laugh and i give it to the sun
i’ve never had much of that
and so i go to the trees
i ask them of patience and they sweep me up in their arms
up
up
up
they say to watch the way the sun loves the moon
and so i do
day in and day out. out and in. in and out.
i watch
i ask her,
"how am i supposed to let all of it go? "
she looks at me and holds my soul in hers
and she says always the same
"don’t you know, we all require peace in order to see how much we have grown?"
the next morning i go and see my flowers
with a new frame of mind, acceptance as the key
and little did i know
when we realize all we have within, we will always be led to abundance.
my trees bear fruit
my flowers bear love
my roots carry the sweetest of sweets
all i ever needed was within my own love
i just had to learn that the pain that comes must be met with the sweetest, the gentlest, the softest of patience
with this grace we find all that we need
forever lying in our peace
the 3 p’s
today’s prayer
tomorrow’s dream
pain, patience, and peace
i am on my way
slowly but surely
to exactly where i am meant to be.
i thank the trees, the soil, the sun, the moon, and the rain too
i thank them for the flow that has brought me down the river stream
here is where i’ll rest
and when tomorrow comes, i’ll find my way back home
back home where happiness can find me
and this time, i’ll let her find me with peace
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