Now is the time to rise and take back the power you have given to wishing yourself away.~Patricia Cori
That stunning shade of green
summer in Ireland, misty, lush,
sings by the lake this morning.
Ferns are stroked
so gently, an almost imperceptible
sway. Songbirds harmonize lofty
praise to now, raising my vibration.
I’m outside to escape the dread-news
saga juddering the square walls
ricocheting from flat ceilings.
Listen, Gaia, I am here
for you. I’m adding my voice
to my cheerful avian allies.
Celebrate each tiny note
composing the symphony we are.
I am in love, committed. Finally
I allow even the darkest shadows.
The quiet place inside where we are
frames each exquisite signal
of our emerging unstoppable joy.