Healing
This is my story this is my
Song,
Just a seedling, fragile and
Tender.
Planted in a Hurricane,
Instantly fighting to live,
to grow to become.
Developing shields and thorns to protect,
in the Struggle.
Adaptations, accommodations all along the way,
Just to survive.
Rooted, growing, enduring.
Standing
Standing
Standing
Breaking, opening, weakening.
Praying
Praying
Praying
All the wisdom now turning against me
no longer expanding.
Darkness ceasing the growth,
Riddled with Ghosts, Fears and
Wounds.
Alone in the Deep.
Learning to Love the creation
I have become,
Letting go of the Wishes,
Would haves, and did nots.
Opening to the Light,
the warmth, the magic
of what is.
Simplicity, Communion
Guiding the Way Home.
Loved.
Deep in the Belly.
Feeling the Tickle.
Mmmmmm.
Lori Ellis-McKinney (2009)
Photo St Lucia~ 2018