Our Better Half

Love is the longing we have for the
other part of ourselves that we have lost.

It is a drawing feeling we have towards that person. We need to be with them to feel complete and whole.

Without them we are lost in an abyss.
Always searching for that feeling.
Complete acceptance and love.

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Fairy Dust Magic

Every night
Fairies arrive
They come from far away
They are tiny creatures
Almost invisible
They have delicate wings
Beautiful really
Like a hummingbird
They have always existed
Since the beginning
They come to the believers
All over the world
To grant their wishes and dreams
While they sleep
They sprinkle magic dust over them
Made of silver and gold
To bring sweet dreams and protection
As night ends they leave
Returning home
Awaiting the next night
To come once again
Fairy dust magic

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Autumn

Fall breezes gently blowing
Cool to the touch
Refreshing
Dark skies overhead
Gray
Bright leaves
decorating the landscape
Red, orange and yellow
Rustling in the wind to their
own melody
Offering their scent as perfume
Others hugging the branches
ever so tightly
Knowing what is coming
Chimes softly ringing
Playing their own muted tune
It’s a new season
Mother Nature is creating
Once again

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Fall Light

It’s that time of year
The light has changed
Ever so slightly
From summer to fall light
The suns brightness less intense
It’s that time of year
The light has changed
From summer to fall light
The air is crisper
The nights cooler
It’s that time of year
The light has changed
From summer to fall light
The heat of summer is leaving
The beauty of fall is coming
Its that time of year
When leaves start to turn
Orange, yellow and red
Dabbling the landscape
Like a fine painting
It’s that time of year
When colors are bright
There is a special shine to everything
Moods are high
The world puts on its best face

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Burning Embers

Burning embers sitting amongst the wood
From time to time a gold blue flame emerges
The wood crackles against the heat
The glow is calming to the spirit
Hypnotizing
The smell enticing like a natural perfume
As the wood continues to burn
The embers glow a red orange color
With a slight stream of smoke
That reaches up towards the sky
It’s heavenly

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Indelible

There are times etched in my life that
are indelible
Unforgettable
They have always been there
Part of what makes me
They are indelible
Unremovable
They sit in my inner most being
Like old friends
There are times in my life that are indelible
They are part of my being
Always been there
Weaved into my fabric
What makes me, me
There are places that call me
Like an unending echo in my mind
They call tugging on my heart
They are also weaved into my fabric
Sitting in my most inner being
There are indelible times in my life
Unforgettable
They are woven into my fabric
They have always been there
Like old friends
Always there
Like golden threads
In my most inner being and heart
Part of my soul
Never leaving

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Deep in the Woods

There is forest, and quiet.
The trees reach for the sky.
Darkness settles,
the air cool and clear.
A cabin rests,
wrapped in snow and trees,
mountains standing guard behind.
A single light glows in its window.
Smoke curls softly from the chimney,
the scent of pine drifting on the wind.
A black lab waits on the steps,
steady and watchful,
dark coat soft against the snow.
Inside, a pie bakes
apple, perhaps.
Coffee warms on the stove.
A fire crackles in the hearth.
Sublime stillness fills the air.
Calm seeps into every corner.
It is intoxicating,
like a sanctuary,
deep in the woods.

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Lightness

When covered in darkness
Seek the light
Let it cover you like a coat
Protecting
When full of despair
Seek the light
It will warm you
When the mind is empty
Seek inspiration
When feeling lost
Seek the light
When overwhelmed
Trust yourself to see it through
One step at a time
When nothing seems right
Look to what you have
We all have treasures
Whatever they may be
When tired and fatigued
Try something new
It doesn’t matter what
When bored
Learn something
When the heart is empty
Seek art and music
Anything creative
Let it lift you up
Cleanse you
When you feel alone
Help another
Stand in the light
It will guide you
Always

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Necessary Ink

I do not write for applause.
I write because silence
becomes too heavy.
The words press against me
with a tide that will not be denied.
They arrive in whispers,
in midnight tremors,
in screams and tears and in the soft
ache of a morning sky.
Without them, I am hollow,
an unstruck bell,
a page left blank.
Empty.
So I write to breathe,
to pour out what would drown me,
to plant my sorrow and wonder
and watch them bloom like flowers.
It is not by choice.
It is a pulse.
A compulsion.
A salvation.
An addiction
that makes me whole.
It’s part of who I am.

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I Am From a Different Place

I am from a different place
I am from a different time
I have walked a different path
I traveled a long distance
In many ways to arrive
I am from a different place
I am from a different time
I have walked a different path
I can be like a feather
Blowing in the wind
Untethered
Light to the touch
Almost invisible
I can be like a bird
Soaring high in the sky
Enjoying the glory of flying
I can be like a cat
Quiet and watching
The world go by
I am from a different place
I am from a different time
I walked a different path
I traveled a long distance
In many ways to arrive
I am on a path and journey
There have been twists and turns
That’s what took me here
At this place and time

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