My mind has a way of pulling up my past…
It wants me to relive sorrows, broken stories that fracture my living. This poem reflects my consciousness coming to its breath, and allowing the newness of each day to hold me just as I am.
|'The End of July' Photograph by Nikaa|
Let Today Be A New Day
regret came to my doorway,
even when I wanted-
to let the dwelling of such presence,
steal my day...
I said, be on your way.
when my past came with,
instead of compassionate recalling-
my mind slipped behind,
my breath and whispered…
be on your way.
when life hits hard,
avalanche of fears-
I say with tender tears,
let them fall on me-
like petals from my heart's garden,
blowing on a gentle breeze-
through my soul.
I hold myself and say,
let today be a new day.
|~'It was all Yellow' Photograph by Patty Maher~|
Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg: About 3 years ago, I was awakened from my slumber, though it was a devastating breaking point in my life, I was reunited to a true relationship with my spiritual self and my gift through poetry. It is my intention to reach others by sharing my story through poetry and touching theirs. I am the Page owner of Heart’s Calling .I am also the Visionary Poet for the Facebook Magazine "Women as Visionaries with Lore Raymond" here. I recite spoken word at different venues and also host a monthly Creative Writing Circle using the space for women to bring out their inner release through written word. I am currently working on publishing a book of my poetry. I can be contacted through my Heart’s Calling Facebook page here.
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