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Rain on My Home Soil

A brief and deadly thunderstorm today…but we all needed the rain. So, sad and happy, both.

Cytherean Dreams

The falling rain
drenches my earth
my heart
and my home soil
breathes free at last
thirst quenched
when you return.

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A Writer

In honor of my first meeting with The Green Poets today.

Cytherean Dreams

I am not
who I thought
I would become.
I didn’t travel here,
but returned instead.
I am now
who I have
always been
but forgot in my haze,
my struggle to rebel.
Who was I afraid of?
The brave girl
who stood alone
when Tuesday came?
She stands with me now,
holding my hand,
proud of who
she became.

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Another Never

Never keeps
coming true
becoming truth
story unfolding
as the journey
continues, mobius
returning, never
ending solitude
and I always thought
I’d go there with you.
We’d return
together
after merging
our energies, pledging
ourselves to each other
to our people
we’d go home then
feel the grand design
click into place
with our return.
Not this time.
I travel alone, returning
with you
in spirit only,
our ceremonies
years past
haunt my steps
as you
see
through my eyes.

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Bygones

It’s all gone by
this past year
of turmoil and triumph
of unending love
of seeing behind the veil
that clouded my vision
of daily miracles
of human angels
doing holy work just
living their lives
of watching stories unfold
sometimes predictably
sometimes with a twist
it’s all past tense now
bygones in the mist.
I’ll take this year
of my journey and return
of your discovery and renewal
with me forever.
Whatever will be
has its roots here
branches reaching skywards,
bright bursting rainbow
flowers coming soon.

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Another Dream?

I hear the calling
and yet I can’t
help but think
its for you, not me.
Is that what I want
to be a true
spiritual leader
and work for years
to earn another title?
Don’t I have enough already?

But what pulls me
isn’t the title
or the respect I
would earn, but
the woman who hugged me
with tears in her eyes
pleading with me
to start this quest
so she could follow
me, and be one of mine.

It’s the jealousy that
I have
of those who already
walked the path,
because they are
so lucky to live and work
in the houses of God.

It’s the word “back” that
fell out of my mouth
when I confessed I wanted
I thought maybe
I should walk this path. I
said without thinking
that I would go back,
as if I’d been there before.

It’s the discovery that
my father once dreamt
of traveling here himself
and now gives me
his treasures, to guide me
and hold me on my way.

The path is calling me
and now is not the time
to start on my way
but it will be, soon.