Healed.

What of these years?

The transference from weak to strong

What of those thoughts?

Lifted from darkness to white light

A puncture of time

Wallpaper Blue by Idea go courtesy of www.freedigitalphotos.net

Wallpaper Blue by Idea go courtesy of http://www.freedigitalphotos.net

distilled sadness

bottled, diluted

evaporated by contentment

That easy feeling of self-love

a cessation of searching

For under every stone

behind every tree

I find myself

My soul staring back at me

life force illuminated

guardian’s wings enveloping

encouraging me forwards

 

© mypastmademe.com 2014

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Beacons

When the darkness opens up like a tomb

  light floods in and I can see

When the fear starts to choke me like a noose

  the angels remind me we are safe

When the sadness starts to drench me like rain

  my children’s laughter sounds and I smile

The road is long and winding

  but the signs glow like beacons

  and my heart and spirit are strong

© www.mypastmademe.com 2011

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I have submitted the above for Thursday Poets’ Rally Week 40 hosted by Jingle