All posts for the month November, 2017

it’s the most wonderful time of the year
when the weather is changing
and nasty germs are reigning
there’s a reason to bundle away
it’s the most magical time of this season
when bodies begin aching
and throats start singing
their mucus love songs
it reminds me just how much i love
to avoid
this sickly time of year

in this glinting golden hue
i’m aglow in
at the resulting relief
when tackling indecision
that gluttonously devoured time
and left me lost amongst darkening trees
the calm peace
that washes over my woodland heart
promotes stillness
a chance to breathe
on this empowered renewed trail
ascend and own this decisive path
boldly embarking on the soul work ahead

open from the seams
by this twisted
scattering of mental elastics
she uses to weave all the second-guessing questions
that vine and root
into her everyday
and exhaustively searching for
that concept of contentment known as
the knowledge that the here and now
not the impossibly perfectionist standards
imposed by those deceptive strings
is more than ok