The Little Tree

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Your looking very messy, I’d say you need a trim.
Overgrown, I do suggest you hold the middle in.
Fashion fashionistas would say you have let go.
Maybe true, you do look odd if that’s really how you grow.

Then your an individual, you like to be yourself.
Very understandable, but you have to mind your health.
Following your own journey, it’s really up to you.
As long as your expressions, are what you feel are true.

Don’t we all have to follow our own paths and remain true to ourselves.  So I thought this little tree looked silly, but then again some might think I look silly, say crazy things have weird beliefs.  I maybe a bit off centre, head in the sky and heart on my sleeve, but it’s what sits well with me that matters.

I had my hair cut and styled yesterday and the colour touched up.  It didn’t really change me, maybe on the outside and maybe I walked a bit taller for a while but fundamentally I’m the same person I was before I walked into the salon.  It’s the inside that is important and the parts of that we share with the world, our friends and family.

I would imagine this tree makes a great hiding place, a shelter for small animals and a nest for birds.  Just because it doesn’t look so great doesn’t mean it’s not any less valuable. Walking past the tree yesterday, I suppose it spoke to me also because I stopped, took a photo and thought about it.  So I thought I would share it on here to see if it resonates with anyone else.  I think the message is be true to yourself, be kind to others and be magnificent!

Crystal

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The tiny pebble bright and shiny, glistening  in the tide.

Round because seas have worn the rigidness of sides.

The pebble has been bashed upon the rocks of many years.

The sea has worn the pebble out, through servitude and fear.

But the pebble has excelled the test, it’s really won the day.

As on the shore it is settled now, it’s crystalline today.

 

 

Writers Journey

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I really can’t stop writing, to cease would be a shame.

To me it feels like therapy, it’s more than just a game.

I’d love to be a writer, to fill the world with words.

Share my thoughts on love with you, move my soul onwards.

I write with such simplicity, with honesty and truth.

Because you like my simple posts, I’m so endeared to you.

I write a small child might do, with wonder and delight.

With thoughts that spring in my head, late into the night.

I’m on a writers journey, the evidence is clear.

This journey is the best I’ve had, it’s all so very dear.

In another lifetime, I might have started long ago.

An honest scribe as my guide, to teach me as I go.

Journey – Daily Prompt

 

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The journey starts with one small thought, that belongs to you.

The time you travel all depends on things you have to do.

You will not need possessions, you don’t need to take yourself.

The trip your taking is in your mind, inside you have to delve.

It begins when you are ready, for your journey to unfold.

You won’t be going very far, just listen to what your told.

The trip is of discovery and unfolding the real you.

Close your eyes, count down from ten, you should be there by two.

The Door

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The door of the heart is open, come in and take a pew.

Come tarry here and feel the love, it’s all you need to do.

Stay a while, recuperate, take nourishment you need.
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Repair the trauma in your heart, we have to stop the bleed.

Sit a while in peace and love, quench your thirsty heart.

Push away the pain you feel and go back to the start.

When your ready, take a step and then another few.

Recognise your own brave soul, the world belongs to you.

Transition

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I wear a coat of many colours, a chameleon as such.


I chop and change my outside, don’t wear the same face much.


I’ve sat on many cushions, woven through with many tales.


Comfortable just for a while, then comes my time to sail.


I wear a hat then cast it off, as like my mind I change.


Each day a new beginning, we will never have again.

Ridden on a donkey’s back, driven a new car.

Miles and miles I’ve trodden here, travelled very far.

Transitioning through lifetimes with a book of many tasks.


I am a different person now, I have so many masks.


But then to step inside of me, the makeup is the same.


There will always be an essence here, when I come back again.


So watch me very closely, as through this life I go.


We will meet again sometime, but only we will know.

Time

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Your glowing face is covered by the shading of the sun

I see your beauty close, is it seen by everyone

Different aspects of you, dance out of your face

Your love along with mystery, desire, wants and grace

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Colours in your aura and your energy expands

The diamond on your wrinkled brow, you see I understand

Your heart is warm, full of love and graced with charity

 Love shines through your stillness as you gaze across at me

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Not long for you in this world now, the time is getting near

But know I love you, my special one, you’ll always be so dear

I will age behind you and my skin will wrinkle too

I’ll follow on in time you know and I will search for you.