A Life Fulfilled

Twisted clock face. Time concept

Time keeps ticking on
Bringing with it a subtle sense of panic
For a life not fully lived,
Tasks still to be completed,
Fulfillment of dreams still out of reach

So much still to do
Before the sun rises on a new day,
Before the passage of time
Has more space between the seconds

In the meantime,
We can fit more love into the minutes
Stretch them out
And make the days grow longer
From the love that’s poured within

It’s the only way we know
To quell the human panic,
Live the myth of life fulfilled with time,
And live a life fulfilled with Love

©SpiritLed 2017

Emerging

Emerging2

When did they first clip your wings?
When did you go to fly,
Like you’d done so many times before
And instead of soaring,
Fell, lifeless, to the ground?

When did you learn that flying high
Is too threatening for some,
So you shouldn’t – you didn’t – fly at all?

And when did that moment come,
When the pain of not flying,
The phantom pain of forgotten wings,
Became too much to bear?

When did you no longer have a choice but continue to suffer
Or uncover that which had seemingly been lost,
To delicately unfold those withered wings,
Longing for devotion,
And see if they could still hold
The weight of your dreams?

©SpiritLed 2017

The Still of Dawn

Colorful panoramic sunrise in the mountains landscape. Dramatic morning sky.

In the still of the dawn
When the haze of slumber is still upon the world
Creatures start to come alive
Light hints of its arrival on the horizon
Shadows seem to whisper to the moon
And to our hearts

Those of us who dare to rise so early
And take in the gentle stirrings of the ‘morn
Feel the veil lift from midnight’s spirits
As day turns into work, worry, and stress
With the occasional brush of wings on the back of a hand
A gentle reminder of the peace of dreams
And the freedom of the hazy dawn

©SpiritLed 2016