Journey of the Heart

This poem was born on a cold, post-holiday winter evening  when pain was pouring down my veins, clearing way to the bright sunrise, which was yet to come. We all feel like this sometimes, believing and picturing and seeking for that bright light on the horizon.  I would like to offer this poem to all the beautiful women, reading and co-creating Women Spiritual Poetry, as a reminder to the heart that there is always light, no matter how dark it gets.  That light is you... On a Winter Eve/Revelation Upon a cold breeze on a winter eve I lay all my despair,  Mother. I lay all my unmet hopes of actually doing something,  Father. Take them all, tall empthy branches. Knit them into the finest fabric rising like a star dust above the high lands. In this cold winter eve let it shine to a lost traveller to be his guiding star. Remember,  the pain can be purified like a sparkling mountain spring. May it fl...

Beauty is  everywhere! Everywhere I look. Beauty is amplified by friendships with those who also see it in all of the small and large and in-between places. Beauty never hides, perhaps the mind fogs and can't see it, loses perspective, but then Beauty is there again, everywhere, always- and inside each of us too. This poem is dedicated to my long-time mentor and friend,  Sonja Horoshko at Art Juice Studio  in Cortez, CO. She first showed me  how to choose to see Beauty everywhere , even amid the constant destruction and chaos that is always concurrent. This poem is about our friendship and being artists together. The elements used here are a combination of specific details of each of our lives and they co-mingle inside the poem in a manner that brings me great joy. If you take one thing from this poem, let it be to sample blue cheese on gingersnaps!  Reverie she lives by herself and hunts, but she is not a stray cat. she is movement, a nocturne, ...