I'm told there is a new moon tonight with the end of one chapter where another begins.
Once again my life seems to mirror the state of the planetary changes.
Just when I decide to move forward in one direction, life has other plans, and I find myself spinning off my axis.
My drifting this time is not only without my anchor but also without my rudder.
I feel lost and it hurts to be in this place.
The earth that grounds me as I walk in nature, now conjures memories of hope.
I need to take to the sky; the heavens far above the sea beckon me.
The earth will always have its place as I am of 'clay'.
It is my ethereal spirit that leads me on my way.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment
Your comments are welcomed. . .