Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Wings of heart

I stand and look out upon the green and snow and trees...
so close I can touch them, with my mind.

My arms at my side slowly rise and shiver and quiver...
awaiting the flight I will take, with my mind.

How much has my inner person grown!?
How much joy can I contain!?

You who took my anger and confusion and illusion...
wrapped in a stripe from me to you, in my mind.

Like an eagle I climb high with soaring and sailing...
while sheltered in your warmth, in my mind.

You gave me growth.
You gave me joy.
You gave me wings of heart and wisdom and faith.

Sunday, January 22, 2012


If I were different and held you closely
would you remember that I am frail?
If I were different and shared that mostly
I had escaped a living Hell?
If I were calm but smiled quite ghostly
with blush of pink against the pale.
Would you offer me a warmth that's toasty,
protecting me from winter's gale?