From the Heart
There are many flowers on earth and many seasons in which to bloom. As each flower withers and dies another springs into life somewhere else. To experience both joy and sadness in ones life is to understand balance, the changing of seasons of life, and that each ending brings with it the potential of a new beginning.
~ Liza
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I hear the echoes of you voice
in nearly everything I do
and when I’m undecided,
I’ll refer the choice to you.
There is reflection of your beauty
in everything I see.
I feel your touch another way,
soft and caressing me.
I remember the lessons taught to me,
I’m still learning as I go,
but found them really helpful,
which really goes to show.
You knew I’d need you when you left,
so left memories for me.
Your energy still lingers here,
lights up everything I see.
And then you know I feel your love,
when I’m sitting still.
Suppose you send it through me,
you have the strongest will.
I will never forget you
because you never really left.
We continue now another way,
I think we’ve passed the test.
Of knowing love continues,
transforms but never dies.
Love is all around us now,
we just can’t see it with our eyes.
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Is love not just the blending of souls and recognition that we are all the same. To love is to ultimately connect to yourself, as we only truly see ourselves through the eyes of those we love.
~ Liza
I’m going to relinquish my control
and put my trust in you.
I’m going to embrace in all the things
you want me to do.
I will do so without question,
trusting you know best.
Without regret or any fear,
nor will I suspect a test.
I know I need to give up possessing,
treasures that I’ve stashed.
I’m preparing for the day it comes,
when my reality is smashed.
I do this with a saddened heart,
but do so as I think right.
I suppose I’ll miss attachments,
when they’re out of sight.
But this is how my soul will grow,
without the weight I know.
I’m trusting you from this day on,
so show me where to go.
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I’m drowning in the detail,
it’s all too much for me.
I’m not feeling very capable,
just going from A to B.
Stress has taken residence,
an invite wasn’t sent
Oh but it gets worse than that,
it isn’t paying rent.
It’s climbing up the curtains,
blocking all the doors.
I find it through the letter box,
and in the kitchen draws.
It’s bigger by the moment,
it wakes me in the night.
Anxiety it’s causing me,
it gives me such a fright.
I’ll pour myself a brandy,
that should calm me down.
I’ll close my eyes and pray to god,
an answer can be found.
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Did my heart once burn so fiercely,
I feel it caught alight,
with a hot and burning passion,
lovers entwined at night.
Did we once climb to the stars,
flying through the sky,
I remember when we landed,
the day we said goodbye.
Those flames of days so long ago,
would once again ignite,
if you’d only call me up,
please call me up tonight.
I smoulder when I hear you name,
like embers in a fire,
I haven’t had enough of you,
of you I’ll never tire.
So light the candle in my heart,
put in on your alter,
give me please just one more chance,
my love will never falter.
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If I could go right back in time,
or anywhere at all,
I think that I would go right back
to my days in school.
I listen to the lessons,
not play around the back,
I’d always do my homework
and always bring it back.
I’d focus more in English class,
I’d listen to what sir said,
I’d read all of the classics,
keep them by my bed.
Then I’d go to Mr Khan,
thank him for his time,
for the good advice he gave me,
I so wish I’d seen the signs.
I’d go out then with the girls,
to the night I met that guy,
when he asks me if I’ll marry him,
I suppose another try.
But if it didn’t work again,
I’d leave when I have my son.
that’s the best I got from it,
when all is said and done.
I still stay home those precious years,
make the most of being mum,
nothing better in this world,
nothing that’s more fun.
In hindsight I’d be kinder,
not such a selfish youth,
because when it comes right down to it,
that the honest truth.
I’d give more time to elders,
listen to what they say,
I know that their not always right
but they’ve lived some days.
I’d foster my imagination,
not try to blow it out,
write poetry about my dreams
and paint the darkness out.
The last place I would go to,
is back to see my mum,
remembering my childhood days,
remembering the fun.
I’d savour every moment,
listen to every word,
I wouldn’t think she hadn’t a clue,
or her ideas absurd.
I’d understand her thinking,
because it is now mine,
that’s why I know I have her,
for the rest of time.
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However beautiful, clever or successful you have become retain humility. Remember your journey, know that it was your roots that led you to where you are now, however difficult your journey might have been. Life has a way of reminding us should we forget, nothing is certain. Blossom but not at the expense of others, take time out of the spotlight and let them too have there day.
~ Liza
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Have you been here before little one, I think to myself as I watch you play. Lost in your own world as you sit in the corner of the room with your toys. The sun steams through the window upon you, as if lighting you up for the world, but you my darling, are lost in your imaginings and I am impossible to see.
I try to connect to your thoughts, link in with your world but it is impossible to reach that place in childhood that is just too innocent and wonderful for adults to enter. The cat lifts her head from the sofa and looks at me, I must have disturbed her but you my lovely one, are still lost in the wonder of your toys.
I want to cry as I hold you in my sight, my love for you being so strong. I feel a tear upon my face but I don’t brush it away, letting it fall into your world. I think this love will last forever, I feel it throughout my being. From the moment you were born, the love I felt for you became part of me, it defines me, it explains my very existence.
I roll a marble across the floor in your direction, it rolls to the left of you and stops. I see you momentarily glance at it before resuming play. You are not interested in the marble today. I sit in my chair in the bay of the window and watch you, I have all the time in the world.
Your play is disturbed by the sound of the ice cream truck, playing its tune as it turns the corner of the street. You stand for a moment, coming closer to the window, to watch the truck go past. Do you remember your first ice cream, sitting as you did in your high chair with chocolate ice cream everywhere? Oh how we laughed, there are pictures of it somewhere, your chocolate kisses all over my face. We must get granny to sort them out for you, they will make you laugh.
As if by magic granny enters the room, your warm smile greeting her. You throw your doll to the corner and run into grannies arms, to be picked up and swirled around. The cat lifts itself and stretches, it’s dinnertime and she too wants to be noticed.
In grannies arm you head to the mantle piece to look at the photographs displayed. Granny gently touches my picture as she does every day and tells you again about your mummy who loved you very much. You listen again as you do every day and kiss her eyes and cheeks. Although she is smiling we can both see the sadness in grannies eyes as she talks of me, keeping me alive in the memories.
Granny does not notice you as you point to the chair in the window I am sitting upon but I do.
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Can you smell these beauties,
Just by looking at this shot.
My room is full of their sweet scent,
the air in here is hot.
I love my weekly flowers,
they mean the world to me.
Thought I’d share them in a post,
so everyone can see.
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