I wrote the following during a writing group session done in virtual of course, by way of a conference call. Inspired in part by the music on SOE.
A poem from the heart
not the mind
from The Beyond place
where beauty, hope and Life beckon
Grossly underrated in the place and position I hold there
taken from the rafters of indifference, fear and complacent half-life
Into grand, lush, lavish home of the heart
Where the ebb and flow just goes (and stays) in the flow state.
Rigor mortis of my past is left like road kill on my path
The further I step onward, the less power and sway it holds over me
I now look back and laugh with confident trust completely confident in memories, their ultimate power and purpose
to be a guide not some negative prophesy that gets filled again and again in a never ceasing loop
Stabilized by time
Now I sit confident, strong, at rest and yet ready to act.