Learning to Stay Afloat

Learning To Stay Afloat

Learning To Stay Afloat ~ Original Acrylic by KimNelson

Learning to stay afloat
Takes time/experience

Adrift
Waves crash
Undertow grasps
Surf/life abrades, erodes

Then/when
You let go
of expectations
Accept what is/can be

You’re healed
Lightened
Brightened
Heightened
Enlightened

Free
To float

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We Are Made of Stardust

we are made of stardust
stars are made of us
the science, undisputable
religions
agree too

we are made of stardust
stars are made of us
Look Up!
See!
unity, every
shape, size, hue
burning, yearning
for the same thing/ending
as me, you

that connection
to stardust

I recently read an article on the myriad colors of stars and thought, “They are like a cosmic flower garden. Or maybe flowers are like earth-bound stars.” Then, of course, I pondered that all are elementally the same. And a poem and painting were born.

Crossed

Cross

Photo by Kim Nelson Malaga, Spain

 

Crossed and double-crossed
We bear it
Eyes lifted
Above trampled, bloodied ground
Toward Heavens
Skies abound, surround
And we tread on

Looking inward
Knowing
We are going
Home

Thank you, Grace!

Hard Earned

Hard Earned / Learned
Lessons

In the past
If someone gave me a satin robe
Emblazoned with my name
Presented a rope-ringed mat
Stools in opposing corners
Then rang a bell

Conditioned
I’d jump in

Now, on a good day,
No matter the gift, set-up, challenge
I return to my mantra
May you be happy
May you be well
May you be free from suffering

And may I be, too.

Channeling Grace
I walk away
from the ring

 

* Guided Loving Kindness Meditation
*Shared at Poets United

Black Dog Melancholia

Black Dog Melancholia

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Black dog melancholia

Seems to be
My natural state
I hate
that fact

I want to be all bright colored
Orange, Lime, Grapefruit, Pink
Apparently emanating a sweet citrus smell
And I work HARD toward that end

But some days
Exhausted
I wish I was comfortable
Nestled in the BlueGloom
So that life
Need not be
So effortful

But I’m not
So I put it forth
Searching for a way
To “STAY!” then walk away
From the black dog

*written to share in The Garden