Lost

A blur is what comes before me.

A New Year passing glittering white and grey.

Love is what came through my veil and the stillness of noticing took hold.

Rushing has been much of my past,

The solid fire of heading to nowhere.

 

Where I live I am very blessed.

To gaze upon the mountains, forest and sea.

This alone gives me the strength of nature.

The silent force of heart and soul.

 

The sun and the moon neither compete nor conquer the other’s shadow.

But relax in their presence of their strength and differences.

For this coming year, I will hope for peace and a glimpse

of an Angel’s wings.

 

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