the Other Side
the world feels COLD so I stand alone
basking in the warmth of my own smile
reflections of gratitude solid like stone
it’s been like that for awhile….
the poetry I write does delight my senses
many others seem to ignore LIGHT I share
its made me relate SO cold my own defenses
it’s nature I connect because elements CARE
we relate-always giving
its been a long pattern for me
time to BREAK this weather do some living
let LOVE IN…but where can it be?
since that dreadful fall with health
my world changed became a cold reflection
a world when one relies on their stealth
moments feel like the other SiDES recollection….
…an insistent longing for the LIGHT that is simply SOURCE. I thought I was supposed to have an epiphany? instead I LONG for that LIGHT…..
rainbow lightning woman©