An exotic dance with the yarn of life, slipping through the openings, twisting to hook the opportunities, massaging them through the constraints…
The threads choreographed into a warm tapestry of imperfections… The struggle too tight here; the connection too loose there, and just right when the dancer intertwines with the journey.
Namaste,
L & Muse
She stopped at a crossroads
wondering which path to follow
her heart fluttered
the Winds whispered
her mind paralyzed
by the pros and cons
of each path before her…
pleading for a message,
she returned to her safe haven
to find her answer
written in stone
and wondered,
“How do I know if this is THE SIGN?”
Namaste,
L and Muse
Quiet, gray clouds lurk
between Sun and Earth,
shed their ice crystal feathers,
tenderly release
blankets of love,
embrace Nature’s pure essence.
Naked trees
no longer donning their leaves
reach out to inviting
wispy flakes to rest
as if a painter’s brush
touched the branches with glitter.
Heaven’s gates open.
Namaste,
L and Muse
She stood…
to move forward
meant forgiving,
letting go of the hurts,
opening her heart…
She took a deep breath
and stepped on the path
high above the water
above even the highest trees.
She held her breath with each step
ropes swayed,
boards creaked,
her fingers gripped the ropes.
She slipped
her foot caught
between the boards.
Her heart raced.
She regained her footing.
The past disappeared.
The destination no longer essential…
each moment
each breath
each heartbeat
closer to herself.
Namaste,
L and Muse
She awoke to frosted windows
wrapped herself
in her comfy blanket
scraped a peek hole
to the outside world.
Her eyes now a child’s…
She looked about with wonder
snow crystals suspended,
glistening in the sun’s rays.
She looked heavenward
searching for the Source…
Who was sprinkling magic,
pixie dust to blanket
the hibernating earth?
Pine trees accepted the glittering gift,
and Earth snuggled
beneath the magical veil.
A hawk flew overhead
beckoning her on an adventure.
Her heart opened,
a pixie dust awakening…
Namaste,
L and Muse
I step
on the familiar path
pen in my hand
I sigh onto the paper,
reinviting my muse
to join me, guide me…
and I take another step
forward.
Namaste,
L and Muse
Peace be with you, love,
as you journey forth, beyond
the white rose’s thorns.
Namaste,
L and Muse
Lights flash, crowd sings along
the final song, an encore
audience vanishes
the clean up crew emerges
the journey continues
on to the next gig.
Namaste,
L and Muse
Each journey begins
with the courage to step forward
into the unknown.
Namaste,
L and Muse
Sun opened her heart
to love, creating magic
touching many lives.
Namaste,
L and Muse
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