every step i take
i’m closer to you
the way i feel you
see me
as if looking through
piercing…
did you know
you are the mountain
i intend to climb
and reach?
…after all
you are the one who
taught me
how to whisper
© r.e.l. 7/21/11
image by simeon schatz photography
Posted on Poetry Potluck 7/24-7/30/11-Nature and Life on Jingle Poetry
Nobody trips over mountains. It is the small pebble that causes you to stumble.
Why give the pebble such power over you. Do what you have to do to simply get past it so that you open the door to the next dream in your heart.
Pass all the pebbles in your path and you will find you have crossed the mountain.
It is as simple as you let it be. Trust that the unknown can guide you, if in it, you feel awe or fear of knowing the happiness you withhold from yourself.
Even in darkness you can find the pebbles that haunt you. Pick them up with your small hands and toss them aside, or transform them into something precious by thanking them for their lessons. Their lessons are your gifts.
Surrender to the dream you were meant to be.
[inspired by an unknown author]
© r.e.l. 10/16/10
shadows
you are covered with dust
aren’t you… but i visit you now
anyway
to see you, like an old friend
whom i’ve lost
you know that you’ve hidden from me all this time
but now, better not to quench your thirst
what i see … is … my wind
that will expose the ashes and bareness left behind
you breathe in the deepest part of the water
but it’s ok
the dust leaves a mountain, and a place
to see your golden shadow
“in giving you are throwing a bridge across the chasm of your solitude..”
~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry~ (from The Wisdom of the Sands)
© r.e.l. 9/29/10
inspired by a mountain of sand and the song Undertow by Warpaint
posted for Poetry Potluck 6/5-6/11/11 “Inspired by a Song” on Jingle Poetry
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