I.The child awoke
slowly
not quite knowing where she was
but definitely know that she was
Feeling threatened
yet challenged
she decided to face the world
and to explore this thing
called existence.
II.
Off on a private
yellow brick road
meeting minds
scanning faces
sharing, searching
private places
needing answers
finding questions
following absurd
well-meant suggestions
“Look in here”
“Find it there.”
answers imminent
questions distant
nowhere somewhere
III.
As night returned
slowly
not quite showing what it was
but definitely showing that it was
Shining solace
and relief, release
She sensed herself “me”
She held it with hope
glowing and free.
She kept it close as hers
the beginning.
—me strauss Letting me be
11 comments:
The expression of your talent on this blog brings me great joy. I marvel from where it all comes but know better than to ask. I'll just enjoy the show. :-)
thanks Tree,
You're the only audience I've got. And I love every bit of you. What a wonderful day this one's been--huh?
Woo!
Liz, has been a wonderful day and started as such early this morning. I've been smiling all day long. :-)
I can't begin to tell you how grateful I am to you and God. I think that there's a good match here--the brains work the aame and so do the hearts. I want you there too.
Hey!
What's this "You're the only audience I've got" stuff?
On behalf of all the other lurkers who enjoy your writing, I'd like to lodge a relatively mild complaint.:)
You may not know we're here, but we are!
My sincere apology, anonymous. I was just seeing a blank page and feeling lonely I guess.
I type corrected. To all lurkers, my thanks for listening in you are the best too. :)
Thanks!
I check your blog every day but don't usually leave a comment.
Don't feel lonely. I'm sure there are many of us enjoying your writing.
You're welcome.
It's nice to have someone to talk to.
Thanks for take a minute to leave a comment.
Me too, I read your pieces with relish and sometimes don’t comment out of intimidation due to my own insecurity about trying to express myself in words. Well, silly, I know, you always make me feel welcome and I leave with feelings that aren't always easy to explain.
There I go again, you remind me, bring out feelings, make me embrace myself and others with your thoughts....better?
Hi Lori,
thanks for talking to me. I don't remember to embrace my own self sometimes. It gets to be quiet inside my head. It's good to know that people are reading.
thanks for saying that.
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