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!

Look Up!

Look up!

Stand up!
So much to see
So many watching, walking, wanting
To be
Connected
To you
To me
We
Possess the wonder
Beauty
Ability
To dash deceptions
So that tragedy
(read: bigotry)
Cannot be
So
Look up! Stand up!
Be ready

To LOVE

Shared @ Poets United

The Sky is Falling

The sky is falling Icy
Crashing down
I see Now
The time has come
To self-preserve, protect, rebound
I see
Now
What I didn’t, couldn’t, wouldn’t
See
Before
Despite ominous forecasts.
I know now,
I do not control the sky.

And beauty, happiness exist
When I
Let go
Let it snow

*Shared in The Pantry

The Spectrum

The Spectrum

Original Photograph by Kim Nelson

Months passed, work created no one else need see
That work allowed for progress
Through darkness
Personal journey
That work: No other’s
~ No other would want it to be

Now, here, looking forward
Into bright light, full spectrum see
Colors. Glory. Ever-present-never-gone
Understand, know/see fully
What is mine
What is not.
Lucky.

Shared in The Garden