Making My Way Back Home

Sometimes it is hard to find your way back when faced with hardships or sudden loss.

dust devils greet me as i walk

spinning at my feet

fielding small pebbles into  tired eyes

 

the skies are alive

tattered strata-formed clouds scudding across expanses

of changing blues

like my mood

like those pesky inner demons that won't let me sleep

or stop thinking of you

 

change happens in a blink of a dust filled eye

paths turn, clouds thicken

and raindrops mingle with the salt of tears

you try so hard to hide

... when the future seems impenetrable

with no end in sight

 

kicking my foot through dust devils

i squint 

and look upward

peering at the sun

... weak but still visible

like this shattered heart worn upon my sleeve

 

i will grieve but i will carry on

to face the unknown like a warrior

and make my way back home

 

Reviews

[Illuminatix]

your opening left me speechless:

"dust devils greet me as i walk
spinning at my feet
fielding small pebbles into tired eyes"

And the rest just embrace me as a whole....
Your presentation, exhale of words were brilliant..

Thx for the post... ~hugs~

[felioness]

Thank you for taking the time to read my work. I was honoured by your words. You made it all worthwhile!

[Alistair (Ali)]

djinn and tonic, we turn from dust, but to dust we turn....

[felioness]

thanks for the read!

[icelandicblue]

I couldn't help but think of Daenerys Targaryen from Game of Thrones as I read this. It's beautifully sad:

change happens in a blink of a dust filled eye
paths turn, clouds thicken
and raindrops mingle with the salt of tears
you try so hard to hide

[felioness]

Thank you for the read and kind words. Most appreciated.