MOONBEAM REPAIR by Anita Brown

Enjoying the view from my backyard hot tub, I gazed at the moon…

It was hanging in the sky as if for the first time. I began to sense this poem forming in me as an act of healing a deep, old wound.

This was the beginning for me of finding that all of nature wants to communicate with us…we just need to stay aware and enjoy and absorb the gentle whisper in our spirits.

Artwork 'You Shall Have Homes' by N.C Wyeth (1928)

Moonbeam Repair

broke my own barely-beating heart

went un- noticed

let alone fatal

pain endured then absorbed, changing its shape

until it appeared- a floating disconnect

once full and impervious

two halves forming the whole

self-righteous and solid

closed to the light

suddenly cracked and imperfect, at the ready

for the outpouring of emotion

tumbling through tumult

at the ready for the laser-bright white beam

through half-slit eyes

travels through eternity

to pierce my chest

and fills the cracks like mortar

a healing, translucent balm

and now by osmosis

gives and receives

the blood-red agape love

worthy of the creator

of the moon and stars

and earth and sky

Anita Brown is a content mother of two teenagers and wife of 20 years, both of which she is grateful for every day. She began writing poetry in the fall of 2012 after a mini-breakdown cracked open her heart and allowed this newly found gift to shine through. Many months later, she is realizing the truth in the saying that ‘breakdown equals spiritual awakening’ as she is pleasantly shocked at how much more peace she has in her spirit and how that is reflected in her life. Anita loves yoga, dancing, traveling, cooking, walking her golden Sierra, and quiet evenings at home. She especially enjoys teaching meditation to under-served communities and listening to others as they express the same joy at the transformation occurring from such simple but regular practice.

~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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