Sometimes in my wanderings I come across a creative expression which leaves me speechless within and without… this is one of those.
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A beautiful poem, mesmerising and inspiring, thank you for sharing!
Sometimes I climb the walls
To lie on the ceiling
Catch myself
From falling
From feeling
Lingering in the webs
Of memories
Holding back & healing
Suspended in guiding light
Permeated with insight
I balance on the wire
Afraid to fall into the fire
Stepping on the stones of light
Embracing the flame
Awakening the change
I challenge the steps
Taken with burnt toes
Molding me
Scolding me
With lessons learned
The burning feeds my life
Bruised & battered
But still whole
Walking the tightrope
Of mind, body, & soul
Uplift through newly formed wings
Integrated & aligned
All needs combined
Through you & me
And not material things
The flight is nice
And freedom’s calling
It won’t keep you from falling
Away from fear
And your true calling
I follow that voice
Still slightly unknown
Through mysteries unfurled
And problems uncurled
I make the choice
Its me at the…
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It is indeed a remarkable poem. I am sending my ‘like’ to Tanya Beatty the author of this wonderful piece whose name is important I feel.
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Thank you 🙂
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Thank you both! 🙂
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Thanks you ❤
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