OUR SOUL'S SEEDS ARE BORN FROM DIVINITY by Carolyn Riker

Our Soul's Seeds Are Born From Divinity

by Carolyn Riker

If I could string each raindrop

into a knitted sweater

the colors would be the opals of a sunrise

and the music of the sea.

If I could touch each hurt and transform them

into a talisman of safety

the emotions would elicit the thunder of a mountain

and the joy rendered in the flight of a hummer set free.

If I could formulate soundwaves into a lullaby

the leaves would play a melody of tiny bells

and it would have the qualities of wind

round and full, flowing through the trees.

If I could paint with clouds, I would stand on tippy toes

dipping my brush into the clever cumulous creations

of course, with my imagination

feeling the colors of hope and love wash over me.

If I could, and I think sometimes we forget

we are the magic in a raindrop’s opalescence

where hurts can change into a talisman of safety

and we can sing a heartfelt lullaby in any key.

We can soar with our imagination

bestowed from the clouds

when we believe in our creativity

because as you and I, can finally see

our soul’s seeds are born from divinity.

Carolyn Riker is the author of three beautiful books of poetry and prose. She's also a licensed mental health counselor in private practice. She frequently writes for Medium. If you'd like to receive an email notification when she writes something new, add your name to this link. Carolyn also has a Facebook page and an Instagram page for her poems, quotes, and musings!

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