Fear Fear Fear
Suddenly the dark balloon bursts,
with force scattering to the ground
ashes and fragments in multitude,
insignificant now, once content is revealed;
Total silence descends, stillness arrives.
Yet I am bewildered by this drama.
Silence, total silence descends,
Lucidity in quietness, like a flower, grows.
Whilst the wind blows ashes and fragments away.
The sky is so very blue, painfully so,
I couldn’t see that before.
what was actually in the this fearsome balloon?
It blocked out all light.
Behind the ‘zeppelin’, so filled with fear and doubt
an exciting new adventure was waiting;
Was calling my name.
Whilst frightened I hid below,
unable to accept what it held.
Now I can see the blue sky again, feel the sun
whilst walking, at times run,
Towards the adventure ahead.
Let my bare feet touch the ground
hair blowing free in the wind,
Skin kissed by the sun and breeze.
© miriam ivarson
Speaking to us with silence
The secret of us all.
Beauty and joy in bright white glow
c/ miriam ivarson
I pray our songlines be
those of care and love.
Showing warmth and tenderness
for all creatures along our path.
That we look intently at a tree,
all the way up to the crown .
Stand peaceful and listen to its flow
The flow from the roots, branches,
to the utmost top.
Listen to the stream further on,
its unselfconscious purity and play
as it skips, bounds and sings;
Sunglitter in its hair.
Gently walk there, as not to hurt,
all the tender growth and life underfoot.
Dip your feet in the stream,
share its elation, feel freedom swell.
You might wonder where does this stream go
as it dances its way? I tell you, it is painting its
on its way to the river and the sea.
As can you and I as we flow,
through life’s varied events
over big boulders and smooth terrain.
Through light and dark.
May our soul portraits be filled
with wisdom and smiles.
Guiding songlines on the way to the sea.
© miriam ivarson