Spring time hope and newness my journey took off in a new direction
Mother of Vines offering her healing waters for sprouting
Months pass through in acceptance of shadows and salutations of light
A kitten was found in conclusion, named Satya... of truth
Yes the truth always comes out!
The ability to sit in my own space without needing anything for distraction
the humility of not needing progress or recognition
just being Contented
I thought myself grounded firmly on my path
Oh how wrong I was!
It took the first signs of cool Autumn to dull the light and heat of summers blessings
shake my foundations to yellowing
and cold nights to strip away new growth
With the ground pulled from under my feet, by my own karma
roots no longer reaching into the earth
branches no longer carrying green hope
nor reaching for the heavens
Motives based on fear of being alone
I sit alone in irony as winter approaches
The last of my pride dying off
buried in the hardening ground, dead
only seeds remaining of all summers lessons
Lost and lonely in the quietness of the space around me
squirming in the remorse of my misguided intentions
the only way forward is to start again
but for now retreating into winters reflection
~ Jeanie*****
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