Saturday, August 9, 2014

Spirit



The echo

Of silence

Plays upon

Chaos

How would we

Find

Ourselves

Draped in the black

Of worldly things

Which smother  a spirit

Waiting to be born?

Holding breath

Sacred

It weeps in the shade

 no longer able

to breathe freely

each gasp

a struggle

to be heard.

12 comments:

  1. oh i think we need to strip away a few of those things to take the weight off the spirit and let it breathe a bit

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  2. The smothering of that spirit.. That's the heaviness, the backpack our burdens - really important to release it,

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  3. We must break free from that, that smothers our spirit waiting to be born ~

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  4. There is always that struggle to be heard. May the struggle continue...

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  5. It weeps in the shade - love that line and such emotion, well crafted and nicely done.

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  6. we have to cast away the black shade that's smothering the spirit and let it breathe freely ...

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  7. I love "holding breath sacred, it weeps in the shade..."

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  8. each spirit wanting to be heard. dark but beautiful.

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  9. Oh wow Lisa this is a stunning piece of work, a dark gem!

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  10. So nice to hear from all of you. For some reason, when I visit some of your blogs, I get disconnected. Perhaps it's time for a new computer. Take care.

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