We linger within these spaces
captured in a reflection of beauty
gentle reminders for a deep breathing calm
miracles of time move us from darkness
into the spaces where light finds us waiting.
I had forgotten these things
as the cloud of sadness filled the thoughts with fear
I dove in like a parched soul so weary
hanging onto that which cannot be held,
until I stopped and became one
the color of a sunburst on a stem,
siesta blooms gracing the garden
by a loving mans hands.
I stepped out of the depths that tried to submerge me
eager for the hands that were always patiently waiting
to offer a healing thought,
a loving prayer for the beings I so love.
I need to be in this space more
allowing my hands to move with the flow of the words
pent-up too long needlessly,
not for fear but for the hurt and ache that leveled my mind,
I see the clouds moving in that will bring a welcome rain
and the blooms that are and those that will be
hold their faces up for the nourishment
that only a kind world can give,
and I shall be grateful and humble at the little things
never taking for granted the little or big moments
for they all shine.
I will overcome this moment and it shall pass
leaving me satiated and content
in the grace of gifts.
I have been absent for a little while, scared senseless for our little dog Chi and I thank you all so kindly for your words and prayers. She sits watching me write, and it feels so very good to be a little more at peace. The flower is a Siesta hibiscus that hubby picked out yesterday and planted outside of our bedroom wall, along with a mystery gardenia (2 actually), some spiky pretty pointy palmy things and alongside the pool, another gardenia and some Ixora plants that have dainty little flowers on them. The jasmine is beginning to bloom and I am breathing in and out, enjoying the moments and just letting things work in the way that they have to. Here is another pic of the siesta beauty. Stay warm and safe if you’re up North/East and thank you again for being the beautiful people of my world. Kim
