Grey skies, flat earth.
Listening, stirring, restless.
Strength to change,
Knowledge to gain,
Hearts beating faster.
Voices loud, singing crowd.
Needing, lifting, trying.
Faces to know,
Hands to hold,
Consuming depths remaking.
Ocean hills, colors heather.
Yearning, reaching, grasping.
Plans are made,
Steps to take,
Unhindered spirits flying.
6 comments:
Grace, that is beautiful! Short yet so deep! I loved it! And I love you!
I'm flying with you! Love this. It's beautiful, and sings loud of the freedom we all crave.
Wow, I'm glad you both loved it! I was experimenting with poetry...wasn't sure if I could be a poet, but I think there's potential!
This is beautiful.I needed this. Thank you for brightening my dreary morning <3
Can't believe I've missed so many of your wonderful posts. Where have I been? Lovely poetry, full of hope and the goodness that is happening in communities everywhere. I hope to come visit soon!
Sati, I'm glad it brightened your morning :)
Sara, thanks! I love what you said about it.
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