Morning Magic

 

 Morning magic,
rising mist,
dewdrops by
the sunlight kissed.

Ready to
embrace this day!
Sending love
and light your way!

Ruts and Stones

 

 

 The ruts and stones upon my path
remind me to slow down. 

They tell me to enjoy the journey,
take a look around.

But up and onwards I must go!

Sometimes this journey feels too slow.

 

And so, the seasons with their change,
the coloured leaves with varied range

speak to my impatient soul,
remind me that I'm being made whole.

 

And although I am often blind,
if I can simply stop, I'll find

 

a whisper on the summer breeze:
'slow down, breathe, live life at ease'.

There is no treasure to be won
when all is work, no time for fun.

It's in the climb, the uphill trudge,
the foggy fields, the mud and sludge

that I expand, and learn and grow.
So just relax and take it slow.

 

And as I grow in strength and will
while taking time to climb the hill,

I learn to trust my heart and mind.
This is the treasure that I find.

 

 

 

Free Fall

 

 

So you didn’t do the things

That you said you wanted to.

So you find you’re not invincible,

Your words not always true.

But look, you are still here.

And although you think you fell, 

Falling can be freeing

As time will surely tell.

Remember that perfection

Was never the end goal.

Learn to love your fragile heart,

Your brokenness made whole.

See your imperfections

As guides along your way.

Learn, and you’ll grow stronger

As you rise to face each day.

No more need for judgement,

For striving or for trying.

Surrender to your free fall

And you’ll find that you are flying.