Moving Through Pain

At dawn, I drive off the geese who can’t fly
herding goslings–this spring’s generation
cover the lawn under dark cloudy sky
star-obscuring. Recurring vibrations

lure bare feet. Rain-soaked grass. Felicity
a song I summon past complicity.
Arrive at compassion through murky fear.
With a snap, awaken, summon love: Here.

Inspired by: Snap, Felicity and the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt Drive.

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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