A New Life
Survive or thrive
A hard lesson learned.
From wee bulbs in spring,
pushing forth through
And wee birds
chorusing beautiful songs,
a joyous burst.
Simply being or living,
I’ve found my path.
A light brightly burning.
No longer in darkness.
Time to fly, time to soar…
Free-no longer tethered.
© Donna Donabella 2014
This poem was also written when I was flying to Arizona to visit with family I had not seen for a couple of years. Flying 35,000 feet through clear blue skies was an amazing atmosphere in which to write. It was a quiet, not very crowded flight that allowed me to create.
And this poem was written before I chose my word of the year, Soar. I had not read this poem again before choosing my word so it was certainly a surprise when I read this poem again recently.
I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog. Visit them to read some more wonderful verse.
If you enjoy reading this blog, I welcome you to share it with others. I enjoy spreading the blog love, and I appreciate all who come and read my blogs.
Special Note: The poem, collage and pictures are all reminders for me to keep embracing my mantra for the year, Soar.
A blogging friend (Donna@Garden Walk, Garden Talk) said I should use my own words with these special photos. So I have included my favorite words from this week’s poem with this photo.
I leave you with a little reminder of feeling free and giving yourself permission to fly. I welcome you to download the photo and share it.
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