A transformation so beautiful
Can emerge from a cocoon
Months in tranquility
Praying for the moments of splendor  
When hope gets wings
To kiss the beautiful flowers
It’s a magical journey
There’s sunshine and love
Winged angels perched on flowers

especially the mornings,
i need not tell you really,
you must know.

ok if there is no rush to go,
easy, cosy up and write.

i think they change the clocks
soon, throwing all into
misalignment, it is not
supposed to, yet remains
a mystery to me. we talk
about the war and daylight saving.

walking to school in the mist,
uniform,, and there
is another story.

it is darker here this morning.



sbm.

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globes of light
hang from the trees
last vestiges
of today's rain.


soulsurvivor

What is it like on that Otherside~
that place where time slows to a still...?

What can you recall in those precious moments of deeper contemplation~
acceptance of destination...?

with peaceful mind~
Soft and Knowing.

i already feel the distance...

the absence of me in your space,

after only a few days.

for you it could take months

to see the holes in your life

where i used to reside.

my phone charger doesn't  share a socket

with yours, no extra shoes in the closet.

i've only left what could be lived without...

an extra toothbrush, various travel

size soaps and a razor…

disposable~

two times, for sure
Dark and heavy,
unable to move
Wicked being beyond wicked
Shared with a fellow Soldier
While sleeping between guard duty
(in an ancient cell for prisoners)

The second time
unable to breathe
hands across mouth and nose

No time to pray The Our Father
only desperate
Lord  Jesus Christ
Lord Jesus Christ
Lord Jesus Christ

Waking up
and being told, I prayed
out loud,in my sleep

Lord Jesus Christ x 3