The deadline has come and gone
The end of the month
The end of the challenge
The place where things come to wind down
The beginning of something new.
What will be your purpose in this new month?
To be kind and caring every day?
Meet the challenge of compassion toward all?
Finish the project rolling around on the floor?
Continue to live your poetry?
Regardless, it’s certainly over
Done, finished, complete
Whether you care or not,
It has ended
And something new shall emerge.
Tears streamed down her face and turned to ice
Plunking on the ground, shattering,
Clink, clank, clunk.
The lump in her throat was splitting her in two
Ripping, shredding, pieces
Her bloody soul splashing to the ground.
How could it be repaired
The freezing, searing, unending pain
Of a too ‘oft’ broken heart?
Screaming, crying, wailing
Red anger bursts out like flames
Burning all who dare to come near.
Someday the tears will melt, no longer made of ice
In the future the shredding will end
And the flames will fade into the distance
Cold settles in now
Chilling me to the deepest
Snow is on the way.
Spring is far away
I can hear it calling me
A future vision
Summer heats us up
A jump in the coldest lake
Refreshed yet again
A nip in the air
Leaves so slowly change and fall
The end of season
Call me back
Send that little message
It will help me remember
Why I am here now.
Whisper or shout
Remind me that I am to provide service
From a place of love
From a well of kindness
In a way that supports peace.
Send your messenger
And I will receive
The spiritual strength to move forward
To carry on brightly
To gather the bottom and the sides
In way that somehow lovingly crushes the top.
Use me in this time
Of great difficulty and despair
Just remind me
Fill me up
Help me to boil to the top.
You want healing
Take just a little yoga now.
Feel the breath
Notice body, breath, spirit yoked together
Watch thoughts change.
Accept all of it:
The body today
The fear and pain today
The joy and pleasure today.
At the end of the hour
Notice the release
From stress, anxiety, fear, and pain
Walk into peace, ease, and grace
And thank all beings.
Glimpses of fall collide with winter
A tree still holding her colorful leaves
The warmth of the sun beating down
Yet ice forms on the pond each night.
Ski resorts are making snow
But doesn’t it melt as fast as it is made?
A cold rainy day and into the night
When the rain moves out, black ice forms
As cold Northern Winds blow across the land.
This cross over, this collision of seasons
It may be an opportunity
To rest in the space between seasons
The gap between times
The pause place before winter.
I don’t remember
Making the journey to today
Or the day I was born
And the moment you slipped away.
I don’t recall the time it took
To heal from when you hurt me
Or the burning pain, so very deep
Like a rolling, frothing, raging sea.
I also can’t call back
The times of great joy and love
When we were held tight
Enmeshed in a power from above.
This is the problem with me
With the structure of my limited brain
I can’t remember much
The clouds remain unslain.
But maybe it’s a way to move beyond
Oh, yes it could just be a blessing
A way to move forward
So love keeps progressing.