I
write from this impermanent place; it is deep yet runs through me moment by
moment…
I write often and don’t remember what
inspired this particular moment per se, but this piece, to me, is about the strength of
the spirit: sometimes fed by darkness but living in light.
My
poem is also a metaphor for the creative process, where I begin by going in,
without knowing where I’ll end up.
It
may seem like a maze but actually I find it is a direct line, via the Muse,
through me, to what I find. And I have learned that what is there is also -in
its own way- in others. I hope to reach you by speaking with integrity, from my
heart, to yours.
Light’s
Cover Is A Root
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| 'Remembering How To Breathe" by Myoriginalsin |
I
begin tugging at a root.
Its
top reaches beyond
Moon,
and its bottom
Goes
so far under I cannot
Touch
what it feeds.
Yet
the trunk, the body
Holds
this core strong
As a
redwood.
More
than mountain,
Deep
as earth’s clay.
My
heart pulses
Blood
of light; sparkles
And
shines, and yet
Within
the dark,
In
light’s absence,
Need
fresher than a baby’s
Demanding
each moment
Be
fed as an egg
Ready
to hatch a life,
As
if now a cocoon
Allowing
a caterpillar to die
So a
butterfly can fly,
As
if it a grave
Promising
light,
This
root holds
What
I cannot find:
A
ground that knows
Love
and fear cannot live
Side
by side, for moment
By
moment I choose
A
life that feeds a spirit
Death
cannot deny.
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| "Caressing Light" by Katarina Silva |
Edith Lazenby: “I love to write. I began writing poetry in
elementary school. Sometimes I write poetry daily, other times not. I adore
Mary Oliver, her way of embracing the light while acknowledging the darkness. I
teach yoga full time and find the practice has grounded me deeper in my body
and heart and helped me move closer to what I call spirit. I also now edit for Elephant Journal and write for them as well. I live with my husband, who is my
best friend, and 4 kitties. Life holds challenges yet with time I feel better
able to live in the moment, moment by moment. All great teachers teach
presence. I find each day is a lesson in being. The process of writing holds me
and I find the craft teaches me something new each time. You may visit my blog here.
~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~
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