Sea Glass Mosaic

you.

you are a seaglass mosaic.

don’t be fearful of your imperfections. they are what make you.

i know the resiliency of your skin is being tested. a seemingly never-ending current of depression is sweeping up, splashing the places you’ve reassembled many times.

let the wave reflect your courage rather than shadow your beauty. stand strong. let it wash over you. embrace the tide rather than bracing for it.

your finish will crack. maybe even break. but it’s okay. each crack represents new wisdom and love for life. each break will expose a new facet of your Self.

let sadness rinse away anything unnecessary, leaving only the important pieces.

after the tide, pick up what’s left, rebuild, and glisten in the sun once more.

photo courtesy of Seth Doyle/Stocksnap.io

In the Woods

Your distinguished oak trees shelter me from raging storms, still

the darkness between I fear.

 

Photo courtesy of Artur Rukowski/Unsplash

Mustard Seed

I found mustard seed today, and remembered to let faith soar.

If it can be found there in seeds, then it can be found in war.

 

Photo courtesy of Pixabay

Winter

Chill permeates the frost-covered grass

And bare trees rustle quietly.

Grey skies loom, threatening war

And wind slices your breath

When it leaves your lips.

A snowflake falls.

Zip your coat,

Winter’s

Here.

 

Photo courtesy of Paul Green at Unsplash

Tick, Tock

Seconds slowly slip through fingers

Time ticks by, it’s lost forever

Blood has spilt and still it lingers

Seconds slowly slip through fingers

Tomorrow is our last endeavor

Seconds slowly slip through fingers

Time ticks by, it’s lost forever

 

Photo by Heather Zabriskie

Silence.

Ink is silent, without wording.

Thoughts on tongues which cannot wag.

Gears are stuck, no longer turning.

Flowing words have caught a snag.

Eyes are glazed, and minds are searching.

Visions have been choked and gagged.

 

Photo courtesy of Florian Klaur