I have been finding my way back to me… Not with how I was raised, or through traditions or religion, but through meditation and finding my true me: my light, my dark, my everything. I am continually brought to a place of compassion and healing. It brings me again and again to that space of centering, as I shift and fold inward. Always bringing myself to the present living of me. This poem reflects this journey. May it reach and touch yours. Bringing me to my center relax oh my soul, long enough to rest- on your day's path with peace, without wanting thoughts- that wrestles with your conscious choice. silently, I listen to the voice- within me, it is my guide, my friend, my angel, as it gently speaks to me, to settle. all that I receive- finds the middle way, between chaos and peace- impermanence will never cease, let me come to the moment- where I am- right now. as it holds imperfection, of living-...
Women's Spiritual Poetry