Spoke to Be


I spoke to the sun searching
For the warmth of a mother       to hold
The fears to release             me.

I cried to the earth
Looking for a father            to comfort
The empty vessel            inside.

I stared into the ocean
Hoping for the answers        to secrets
The heart cannot             subside.

I touched the ground
Caressing its holiness            to give
The spirit inside            certainty.

I smiled at myself
Knowing I am             to allow
The wisdom of            divinity.

I realized that by letting it out
I was finally free             to be.


11 thoughts on “Spoke to Be

  1. Often I get nervous saying anything about poetry – the writer’s intent and the reader’s response are always a dance between offering and grace. I am inspired by these words. I am grateful for you. Peace…

  2. Pingback: a sharing of the heart — | Carrie's Bench

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