Writing
My favorite thing to do
Crack me open
Rip me tender
Let these beautiful words
Flow through me
With the utmost surrender
Don’t let me succumb
To the fear
I belong here
I was born to write here
On this Earth
This amazing beautiful Earth
That blossoms with gifts
And sings with beauty
Let me be here
To experience it
In all its glory
May I write until
The end of my time
May I always connect with the Divine
Through this gift of mine
Write me tender
Write me true
There is no gift i’d rather have than you
An ode to the words
An honoring of the sentences
Strung together
With nothing
But mental glue
And Love
A whole lot of love
Put together to bring you
Some thoughts on paper
What's left to do
But share some thoughts on paper
Eloquently, beautifully
My best healing process
The way to overturn the blue
Write. It. out.
And then there’s nothing left to do
It's on the paper
Only for you to savor
It's all lovely
Just as it's meant to be
It all rings true
A gift just for me
And maybe you
To savor
To soak in with pleasure
Purity
Sanctity
My gift
To me
Whenever I please
My life force
Writing
Never ending
A new beginning
A rebirth every day
A way to say
Thank you to my memories
My existence
My follies
Let them all be shared
In the name of vulnerability
Honesty
Artistry
Consciously
Revealing my heart
For the world
To take part
Revel in the magic
Read the tragic
Stories
Glories
More please
Is what they’ll say
When I’m a published author
One day!