Wings

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You’ve lived in darkness for a little while
And then you set yourself free
You’ve roamed to flowers beneath the skies
And shared your grace with trees
You’ve taught us how to embrace a change
And see the world anew
To trust yourself in darkness’ range
And know the light’ll come through
Although your wings will no longer fly
Your wisdom is here and shared
From a caterpillar to a butterfly
Embracing the change that’s lived there

Darkness Fell

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Darkness fell on a lovely city
Dimming all its lights
It dragged in fear with synchronicity
Turned a sun filled day into night

Winds extinguished burning candles
Tears were shed from far
Unremorseful cowardly vandals
A night sky without stars

Its not a battle for us to win
Or a war for us to lose
Its a wake up call for us to begin
To love one another and choose

To live in darkness, allow its reign
Or bring stars back to our skies
To let fear rule the hearts in pain
Or invite the sun to rise

Out of sight, in the mind

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Lori Vrba, Blindfold, 2012 Toned Gelatin Silver Print Edition 1/20

Can you still see?
“No, it’s pitch black” you say,
With a tone of uncertainty.

Now think of the things you love
Can you see them all?
“Yes, they are all there.
In my reminiscence wall.”

Now think of the things you loathe
Can you see them too?
“Yes, I see them creeping up
from the abyss of my mind’s view.”

Do you believe it, when they claim
“Out of sight, out of mind?”
“Not after this blindfold
Covered up my eyes.”

“You can close your eyes
to things you don’t want to see”
but know there are many things
that await for you in your memories.

“You can close your eyes
to things you don’t want to feel”
but know there are many things
that are felt in the heart’s zeal.

via Daily Prompt: Eyes

“Where Your Mind Goes, Energy Flows”– Ernest Holmes

Written for and published in The Seeds 4 Life

“Where Your Mind Goes, Energy Flows”– Ernest Holmes

How many mountains began as mole hills? Remember what made them grow so big? Were you focusing on the problem or the solution?

How many opportunities began as an exciting adventure, then was lost in the abyss of fear? Remember what sent it into the black hole to never be entertained again? Were you focusing on the excitement of the adventure or everything that may go wrong on the journey?

How many people have you pushed out of your life? Remember what made you push them away? Were you focusing on all the reasons why you were deserving of the love or all the reasons why you were undeserving of the love?

Answering these questions for ourselves may help us understand that our focus dictates the attitude of our journey and the state of our destination. We can let our mind wander to its darkest corners where it tells us the sad and scary stories, paralyzing and convincing us that those corners are the safest space to live in. We can let our mind wander to its open fields, where the horizon is inviting us on a journey to discover self, people, love, and the miracles of the unknown.

If to dark corners or open fields, our mind’s wandering will take our energy right along. Our approach to life is the beginning of this mind walking. Approach life focusing on the dark corners and the mind will take you there dragging your energy with it – depleted, afraid, hopeless, and sad. Approach life focusing on the open fields and the mind will take you there skipping along with energy – excited, amazed, and grateful in adoration.

Every morning when we open our eyes, we can take an inspiring stroll or lock ourselves away. I hope, for energy’s sake, we all choose an inspiring stroll. Happy wandering, friends.

The Butterfly


A butterfly begins its life crawling.

Then lives in darkness, cocooned away.

But it’s in the darkness it grows its wings

And becomes the magic we all have seen

From crawling to dancing in the wind…

We, too, can achieve such a beautiful thing.

Muddy Waters

When rivers that flow welcome the rain,

Awaken what’s dormant,

Muddy Waters remain….

In these muddy waters, reflections change.

Distortion stares back.

What was known, now strange.

For muddy waters, which lack clarity,

Hide under the surface

A profound austerity.

And these muddy waters, give nothing away.

No sign of life

Which may breathe beneath its sway.

But look a bit closer, and notice its crow.

Under murkiness of water,

There’s a current that flows.

The beauty is evident, in these waters so dark.

The pleasure of the unknown,

The imagination’s….spark.