From the Heart
I thought my calling was changing,
but it’s still very much the same.
My passion remains in traumas field,
as I’m driven to help with pain.
By believing I needed to move away,
trauma called back once more.
I’m now taking a different approach,
with much more learning in store.
Why am I called back to this trauma,
a connection to what I can’t see.
Though in honesty if I’m truthful here,
in helping others I’m helping me.
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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017
A spark ignited in my small heart,
warming up what once was stone.
I felt it as it slowly grew inside me,
this knowing that I was not alone.
Seeing it brightly in my minds eye,
loved how far a flame could grow.
Awareness that was understanding,
and I realised that I’d always known.
A fire burning throughout my being,
was touching others along the way.
A spark that grew into a raging fire,
will keep growing throughout days.
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lizalizaskysaregrey©️2017
Today I was born a legend,
I’m right back in the game.
Yesterday I was traumatised,
really not sure of my name.
A renewed legend I am now,
I believe I’m here to stay.
I have the power of positivity,
and it just can’t go away.
A true legend I was always,
I just lost me for a while.
But I’m staying, I’ve recovered,
you can see it in my smile 😊
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lizalizaskysaregrey©️2017
I accidentally blogged this on my other blog restingintheheart.com oops, not quite the legend after all maybe. So sorry if you follow both, a legendary mistake!
Liza 🙂
You didn’t leave me much money at all,
but that never really worried me.
As you left me so many precious gifts,
but not all of these can you see.
I took from you understanding of life,
it’s still teaching me every day
Like knowing that after the sun sets,
it’s out of sight not gone away.
You left me with gentle kindness,
such a natural gift to leave
To know that kindness costs nothing,
it’s things we do that please
And I’m wearing you coat of empathy,
as you modelled it so well
I’m following closely in your footsteps,
touched as I was by your spell.
You left me many beautiful memories,
still bringing a smile to my face
Though I still think of you so often,
in my heart you’ve a special place.
One of the things that you taught me,
and it will always stay with me
If you save you’re money until your dead,
it’s the lowest form of charity.
So I wouldn’t really want an inheritance,
as I totally agree with you.
I believe in giving while I’m living,
knowing you thought that too.
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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017
Please don’t let me be popular,
or to fit into any set mould.
Popular is quite boring to me,
I’d rather be seen as bold.
I quite like to split opinions,
don’t like me out of the blue.
I’m fine if you agree with me,
but do think a little bit too.
Popular is just too boring,
like bingo as everyone goes.
I won’t join a club to follow,
there is not a ring in my nose.
I’ve always hated pop music,
well at least since I grew up.
I won’t fit into a category,
I’ll drink from the devils cup.
It’s not popular to be popular,
well not in my book anyway.
Popular is just boring you see,
weird at the end of the day.
Weird in that it rounds us up,
placed in those boxes you see.
Rather than being popular,
I’d rather be seen as just me.
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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017
It could be a circle I’m travelling,
or a long and windy trail.
In such dry and arid conditions,
or wet where I need a sail.
Pulls on every ounce of strength,
such weight I have to bare.
But then I look to the distance,
and I know I’m nearly there.
Such feats I have to contend with,
as I travel along the way.
Those burdens that I carry too,
some go but others may stay.
And what if it is a circle or two,
and I just go round and round.
Maybe that’s just the secret,
of how happiness can be found.
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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017
I’m as focused as I’ll ever be,
but that not much you see.
I’d rather be wondering slowly,
than to move fast from A to B.
I’m not a fan of planning,
I’d rather just do as I please.
To be focused you need to focus,
and it doesn’t appeal to me.
I can concentrate a little,
on the things that I like to do.
Like creating something special,
I might even give it to you.
Focus isn’t a word I like,
it reminds me too much of school.
As if I look to far in front,
I might miss this moments jewel.
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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017
We go to war over values,
if they’re wrong or right.
It’s often values that drive us,
they can lead us into a fight.
Values are simply judgements,
that what we love and hate.
We might say we’ll die for it,
such a huge mistake to make.
It might be what we strive for,
or what we feel we must leave.
Neither of these are certain,
simply they’re what we believe.
Values are contextual see,
it can depend who we are.
We might have values one day,
on another they are quite far.
We’ve all got a set of values,
based purely on what we think.
It’s a shock that changes values,
and that might occur in a blink.
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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017
I’m wired up to the universe,
with a strong invisible thread.
To hold me while I need it,
I’m as sure when I’m dead.
Linking me to every moment,
as I’m paying a visit just now.
I came down from the stars,
but I cannot remember how.
I’m connected to all there is,
Spreading all over the place.
I see myself in so many things,
I see too, as I look in your face.
I visit all over the milky way,
as each planet is my home.
While my body rests at night,
in my dreams I love to roam.
I grow in summer meadows,
I hang down from every tree.
As my spirit meets each part,
so I become all things I can see.
I roll in with the tides at night,
cross the mountains on a wing.
I am the grass that covers land,
I am the song the crickets sing.
Yes, my body might deteriorate,
but the thread will always last.
When I am only a pile of ashes,
I’ll be right here, not in the past.
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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017
Am I from another planet,
like something you’ve never seen.
Am I really that peculiar,
like a vision from your dreams.
Am I really that different,
like I just flew down from Mars.
Don’t you ever get out of here,
and drive your big flash cars.
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I’m really just like everyone else,
I have a big heart like you.
You know I’m a little perturbed,
I’m at a loss of what to do.
I won’t take you in my spaceship
and I certainly won’t go.
All I ask is a little respect,
in that you just might say hello!
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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017
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