Motivational Sky


The sun is just around the curve;
whispering this to you,
The Sky.

Back lit and caressing all that is seen,
with a strong subtlety
of grey purple.

The world is still quiet here
pyjama shuffling slipper feet,
and I smile.

Today is choices and availability
to do and to be purposeful,
just the way

The Grey Purple of the Sky-
the chance at another Day,
tells me to be.



Rise to Wake

Crisp and warm,
all in the earths bundle of a
Sunday morning.

Rises like these,
I remember waking to
church frills and curled hair.

Now as adult, I sit on gravel
country road
drinking in the suns bed head growl.

The geese sound their way
through open, clear sky.
I am pine, spruce and fresh air.
I am awake.

I got to the Top..and then

Quality.
I had a lot of friends. I really did. I was so likable.
And I ran so hard with it until I reached a hill and in order to get to the top to see the beauty from there, I chose to discontinue all my relationships. I was okay in doing so, because I was determined. I had to lighten myself.
And not by dropping pounds.

I reached the top but it turned out the weather up there was foggy dust. Dark. and the ability to see much of anything besides slivers and speckles of light far off was truly difficult.

I’m still standing on it. I’m not running down to pick up my old friends. I’m going to stand here, nice and strong like a big oak tree and I’m going to do what I can to clear the skies.
It tooks months to reach here afterall,
and I’m determined to make what I believe in,
come out of the dark.