The Mother

IMG_0194 (2).jpgSky so blue,
The glow overwhelms my soul,
It moves through me,
Like silk,
It is a cat’s brush of love,
A warm embrace,
It fills me until I cannot breathe,
The beauty of Mother Earth has at this moment,
Captured me.

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The Miner

 

Beauty lies so deep,
Bedded with the soul,
It shines,
A beacon of hope,
Of joy and light,
For the beauty that lies within,
Is more precious than what resides upon any surface,
And it is this beauty,
This gold,
That I the desperate miner,
Is clamouring to capture and behold.

 

What?

Why are you here? What is your purpose?

What do you see when you look out over the sea?

Is it freedom?

Is it love?

Hope?

Maybe joy?

Tell me what do you see when you look over at me?

Is the world still spinning?

Can you stand up tall and see?

This future before us,

This beauty so deep,

It sweep into my heart, 

It has made me complete 

Dark as Night

Depression has a face.
Like a virus, it invades its host.
It sucks the lifeblood hard and fast,
It destroys,
Destructive and devastating it breaks down,
All joy and content taken,
Snatched away from its owner,
Left alone to suffer in the dark,
I weep,
Loud and chocked,
My body shakes as the tears emerge,
It is muted and it causes fright,
In a darkness,
Black as night.

The Thing

It lives inside of me,

This pain I cannot see,

It hides inside my soul,

My torment it’s only goal,

It thirves inside of me,

This thing that will not be seen,

But day after day I slay it,

For it will not win,

And I will not give in,

To this thing that no one else can see.