Return of the departed

I know it's been a while

life has been a whirlwind and never presents me time to express my soul

yet I've returned

I breathe new air

I see colours differently

but deep down, the world is still the same

The same shade of darkness still lurks around the corner

waiting for me to trip, waiting for me to fall down

yet I've returned

I examined the wreckage my life once was

I gathered the pieces in my calloused hands

absorbed all the pain and buried my bones

The dirt I still lay in remains cold

but flowers now grow from the roots of my soul

igniting the skies with doves that flew from my heart

in hope I remain here, heart and soul

I have returned 

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

Life comes and goes pictorially, views and emotions locked in nowhere. But.. but, days move on, self-wind if you like.. and there you are, back to wherever hoping, praying maybe that.. the exodus is over, home sweet home is calling. Listen?!

Your words shift their weight, one foot to another. Spiders' webs, solid ice, insomnia clouds one's judgement for a time,,til the air tilts and your thoughts and writes start to tick again.. time and time again. Maybe.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Life is ever changing in this fast paced world . Is it any wonder we get caught up in the every day living of it? May your return hold a promise of better days and more poetry. It heals the soul to give it an outlet to speak. My best to you in Australia!