Onward toward the horizon The time is now I may not know what the outcome will be But I know that I must away I shall follow my feet As I chase my dreams I know I am moving in the right direction And nothing and no one Can arrest my progress So hear me As I whoop my enthusiasm My destiny is calling Ready to be made manifest At last -gws
I feel as though I am the embodiment of Spring Possibility quickening in my veins I throw my arms wide As wide as my opening heart I brim over with blissful ecstasy I have hummingbird wings in my chest Thrilling and wild Ready to love and be loved Every part of me alive I am one with the world and the world with me I drink deeply of these feelings Joy Happiness Abundance Love I weave a crown of wildflower wishes And dance through reed and grass Laughing unabashedly With arms raised in elation To the watercolor painted sky -gws
Pennies from heaven Or so the song says I am gifted good fortune Which with you I do spread When blessings are shared All souls benefit Such kindness calls likeness Charmed threefold forthwith Not all are so lucky Not all boats do rise So please do be grateful Afore away fortune flies -gws
Change rages up suddenly Like a great black storm Knocking me asunder Ripping the fabric of my reality To tatters and debris I grasp for anything familiar But all is devastated And I am shaken and unmoored I look upon the ruination And as if dreaming Start to see where there was rending A seed of hope to start the mending Rebuilt Re-imangined Renewed Revived Restored Evolved To a state which lets the light shine in Lets the breeze clear away the lingering smoke A world that is welcomed in And not kept out Where life is lived And not endured -gws
Cheers to us! To the more than you or me To the "WE" we didn't know we needed to be You are the joke to my spit take The acetaminophen to my headache Perhaps you are the nut to my screw Yes, that was awkward Tis true A strangely perfect combination With enduring fascination Like pickles and peppermint sticks Like cornichons and caramel dip Like peanut butter and pickle sandwiches And jack cheese quesadillas with pickled cabbages Our inner Jerry McGuires mouthing "You complete me!" without the shouting Laughing out loud to jokes unspoken Exchanging small trinkets as love tokens I'm happy to have you as my ride or die As I provide the "why ask why?" May our adventures be only just beginning Now toss it back Let's get to sinning -gws
Confronting myself in the glass I dive deep into my own reflection I recognize the fearful demon Hiding behind my own eyes The creature that sabotages And causes me to walk the world As only a fraction of what I could be I reach my hand into the glass Caress my own cheek lovingly And pluck out the monster I refuse to submit to being less Today I reclaim myself And will carry forward despite doubts and fears I lift my chin Pinch the apples of my cheeks Straighten my hat Winking at my reflection before I turn to explore the world A woman undaunted and indomitable -gws
Weary to the bone I drop where I stand It feels liberating to let my guard down No matter what comes next Now is the time for a short rest Convalescence of mind, body, and spirit Contemplation of what I have just endured And quiet preparation for what is to come This time is for me My respite from the fight I close my eyes Tip back my head And breathe -gws
Circling the cauldron Filled with endless possibilities What do I wish to manifest All the power to decide And yet I'm ensnared by indecision Overwhelmed by options Caught up in the daydreams of infinite outcomes Tangled up in wishful thinking And so I close my eyes and choose I move I trust my intuition That the decision I make Is the path meant for me to take -gws
Laying in the cool grass Under a glittering black velvet sky Bathing in the ancient light of uncounted stars Experiencing Dreaming Delighting in being I stare into a sea of unfathomable possibilities And endless opportunity With a serene clarity of vision -gws
Balanced on a blade's edge Above pikes and perils How do I choose When all options feel fraught Dancing between hard choices Avoiding difficult decisions Leaves me stranded in indecision Unable to feel my way forward I must have faith That the knife thrower's aim Flies true -gws
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