Time to embrace
my god given gift
the all mighty
power of femininity.
my body
my curves
my scent
my vessel
housing my soul.
blessing it is
hard to express
in a conservative society
like the one that exists.
so much more than just flesh
a truth i am starting to understand
something to explore
not to be afraid of
or to feel any shame from
embracing my femininity
at the eve of thirty
in this rebirth i shall
be one with it in all ways i can.
The environmental changes
the surrounding and the atmosphere
the consumption, the bliss
here or there its all relative
as relative as how my hair smells
how my body reacts
and the scents i create
the feeling of bliss
and how different it is
from place to place
never remaining quite the same
there are common themes
i might add
like being in nature
and enjoying it fruits
its beauty and air
watching it in action
observing
being there
taking it all in
one breath at a time
but even that changes too
so dry is the climate
so dry is the air
this is also the place where
a hummingbird’s wings one can hear
I guess its all relative
the atmosphere and environment dictate it all
If there is one thing that is for sure
at least I will know
whenever the time comes
whenever I go
that I’ve tried out some options
some different realities
of life here and there
there won’t be regret
nor any confusion
as I’ll have experienced my life
adding to my personal season.
looking out to the grey desert clouds today
after climbing through a rhododendron thicket yesterday
i am reminded that everything is what i make it
every bit of this life is here because its what i choose.
if i stay long enough i’ll know how my soul feels
how it longs or linger or what it finds real
i guess i’ll keep moving
along till i find
the place where i feel the best
where the sun shines bright.
the thing is that the light shines here
and it also shines there
some places a little more
some places a tad bit clear.
the smell of the dry pinion pine
traded for the honeysuckle of north caroline
of course there’s a happy medium in which i will find
i wonder if its the place i started
the one that transcends time
that stays with me wherever i go
that holds steadfast flying high like the crow?
rhyming my way through the roots of my mind
the leaves of my being
and the branches of time
it sure helps me at least i believe
that at least I will know
what life is like because i’ve tried
because i’ve thought about it
because i’ve made my life mine…
from the lush smoky mountains
to mother earths red rocks
in a moment it all changes
so quickly i can’t stop.
one extreme to the other
that’s what i do best
i figure that’s the only way to know
to administer a constant self test.
see where i stand
i call it determination
a dreamer and a doer
so they say of my particular day
the last of the zodiac
what more can i say?
a combination of water and fire
of high hopes and desire
of rain and of lightening
never a dull day
the highs and the lows
the lefts and the rights
the gas and the brakes
its all within me.
so i search
i explore
i find
i live
i love
i am.
i am a woman of extremes it seems.
the spiral continues
the pendulum swings
i’m back here in the desert
where i learned to use my wings
happy to be back
in this space once again
the feeling is what spurred
my traveling trend
traveling of heart
traveling of mind
trying my best to understand time.
i’m back here now
feeling it all again
even my hair looks the same
as it did back when
i’m different now
yet it still takes all that it can
it doesn’t leave what it doesn’t want
it just takes and takes and takes
its relentless
survival mode comes into play
the important things are the focus
in the dry long days
like health, true health.
like prosperity that is surely relative
but here anything more than what is here
seems to fit that bill
as simple as water, oh yes, water.
water, life, prosperity
sucking, taking i can feel it
this time around its more intense than before
a feeling that makes me want to run
run right out the door
back to the mountains
where life abounds
back to where life is
where easy people can be found.
the spiral, three times thus far
lucky i am to experience this too
lucky i am to know i can make it through…
Lots of input
an overload
needing an overhaul
time to decompress
what better place
than where the ol’ coyote howls
the cactus bloom
and the bats fly at night.
the desert
where everything is taken
so appropriate
such a place to release
to review and gain insight
upon myself
upon my journey
upon this life
baring my soul
once again
there is no place to hide.
The light, oh the light
dancing through the canopy
from daybreak through twilight
amazing it is
everywhere you look
something new to see
a new perspective on the same thing.
nature’s ever changing beauty
is apparent in each moment
an evolving landscape
with time to enjoy it.
brightly colored petals
veins in the leaves
highlighted climbers
and moss on the trees
taking your attention
where she pleases-
a delight for all the right reasons
growing, living, dying
in each season.
its amazing how in the desert
with such a lack
the reflection seems to be so clear
so in your face
no looking around it
not a chance
no distractions here
you are here with you
i am here with me
thats all there is
time for reflection
uninterrupted
without distraction
time for reflection
in a drought ridden land
something from the outside
one would never guess
unless one is within…
back in the desert
only for a moment
long enough to understand
theres more for my life
than just this
cracked and drying
taking all i have
without even trying
im a water baby
i can survive for a while
but it shouldn’t be just about survival
wheres the fun in that?
where the life in abundance?
wheres the joy to be had?
back in the desert
a voluntary move
one to cleanse and ground
the restless bird in my soul
just for a moment
yes indeed
just for a moment
surely all the time i will need
digging my feet in the moist mountain dirt
while climbing from the river
up to the grove hand over hand on a rope
approaching three large mushrooms
an ants view looking up their skirt
like alice in wonderland
or some fairytale told to children
but it does exist…
a real live fern gully
of magical nature escapes
all found in a different reality
in the temperate rain forest
in the great smokies
of beautiful and enchanting
western north caroline
feminine and free
with easy careless days
and peaceful nights fireside
where everything seems to bloom
quickly, vibrant and withers
a dancing and constantly evolving landscape
where large cranes still perch
and at dusk play the fireflies