Tatiana

Tatiana Apr 2013

Spirit

The spirit
of a mustang,
runs through my soul,
I desire freedom.
I love to just run,
and shed my worries,
that keep me locked in a stall,
looking out the window
to the open range,
where I used to run.
My spirit is a horse,
wild and free.
I fight when my freedom is threatened,
because it is so precious to me.
I protect my herd, my family,
because they are the only stability I need,
I let my creativity flow.
I dream of horses,
dark and light,
and they help me find myself,
they help me grow,
and I connect with them.
They are always there for me,
not in reality,
but in a dream,
and I am one of them
in the depths of my mind.
I am an untamed soul,
as wild and strong as a mustang,
who has learned the tricks of mankind,
who understands,
how freedom is what I truly need,
to survive.
My spirit can not be,
controlled.

My Spirit Animal is a Wild horse, what's yours? :)

Tatiana Mar 2013

Easter

Today I hid some Easter eggs,
in my cousins backyard,
for a bunch of little kids.
As I hid these eggs,
I realized that the kids
that will be looking for these eggs,
are more clever than you think,
I can't just scatter the eggs in plain sight,
they must be hidden.
When we let these kids go,
to hunt for these eggs,
you could feel the excitement
in the warm air,
and the little kids faces,
with smiles from ear to ear,
made me smile,
like i've never smiled before.

I hope everyone had a wonderful Easter, if you celebrate it, or not! :)

Tatiana Mar 2013

Drop...

Drop
like a stone
down into the water
and sink into the darkness
slowly,
calmly.

Right,
a direction you turn,
or a decision you make,
that is true to you,
instinctual,
creative.

Now,
fall apart,
into little puzzle pieces,
that you can't solve,
confused,
misused.

Or,
you can do,
something more brilliant,
than anyone before,
try,
again.

Rise,
like a phoenix,
from the ashes,
and spread your fire,
burning,
passionate.

Up,
into the sky,
rest on the clouds,
with cool contentness,
foolishly,
lazily.

To,
all your friends,
let them hear you,
cry out,
with love,
and acceptance.

The,
birds will fly,
around you,
encompassing you with,
comfort,
strength.

Challenge,
yourself everyday,
don't back down from adversity,
don't get walked on,
because you are strong,
tremendous,
amazing.

Read the first line of each stanza, it reads
"Drop Right Now Or Rise Up To The Challenge"
....
This is kind of a splash of thoughts.

Tatiana Mar 2013

A Kid

I want to go back,
to when I was five,
that was ten years ago.
Ten years ago

Like how the leaves turn orange and brown
in autumn,
things have changed.
It's been difficult

This new year,
was not what I had wanted,
but then again,
does anything ever go
according to plan

I remember when I was five,
my family and I
would go out for ice cream,
on hot summer days,
but now we don't have time

I remember playing outside,
and running through the woods,
and being friends with everyone,
there was no drama

I want to be five,
I want to be a kid,
with no worries,
weighing me down heavily

I don't want
To sink like a stone
In the dark waters
resting uneasily
Let me rise
and be a child
with no worries
let me live
with no responsibilities
let me be
*a Kid

Tatiana Mar 2013

Existence

we all must exist,
for a reason.
We all must have something to do,
in our lives.
We all must be the best,
we can be.
Otherwise,
we'd just exist,
and float through our lives,
watching life
flow right out the window.
And we'd just slowly waste away,
and our existence,
would have meant,
nothing.

Tatiana Mar 2013

I'm Proud Of You

Tiptoe across the tightrope,
over the blasting waterfalls,
one step at a time
make it to the other side,
and all you're waiting to hear,
is the voice of someone dear
whisper,
"I'm proud of you."

The rope is wet,
and the air is cold,
the wind has picked up,
and you're losing your balance,
physically and mentally.
But you still want to hear,
that voice,
"I'm proud of you."

You're halfway there,
the spray from the water
is soaking into your skin,
and making you heavy.
The rope sags beneath your weight,
and you have this sinking feeling,
that you will never hear that voice
whisper,
"I'm proud of you."

One more step,
and you will make it,
you're so close to the land,
and you will be safe.
You take that step,
you're ears are searching,
for that voice to whisper,
But it never,
came.

No one was there,
only the echo of your thoughts.
And you realize you're alone,
and you fall,
with only the torrential waters and opaque rocks,
to catch you.
And as you fall you yell out,
Those words you've longed to hear for so long.

You hit the water,
and never return,
you'll never hear the voice
that shouted with you.
and now you'll never know,
that your dear one
yelled,
"I'm proud of you!"

But by then,
it was already too late,
and you're gone,
down under those dark rushing waters,
with the words
you never heard from them,
floating in your head,
during your final moments,
of life,
"I'm proud of you."

Tatiana Mar 2013

It's Time for Spring to Come

It's time for spring to come,
I have had enough
Of the snow and cold winter nights,
yes they're beautiful,
And everything shines like crystals in the winter,
But I want spring.
I was born in the month of May,
The heart of spring to me,
And I feel this tug of anticipation,
As spring comes slowly.
March is always in like a lion,
And out like a lamb,
Well that lamb better come soon,
Because I want spring to come,
And make everything new.