My Poetic Heart

I invite you in

I pick it up
my poetic heart
into the suitcase
for my depart

Goodbye yesterday
my life's not there
memories drift on
roadblocked, beware

Seconds tick by
the dark past is dead
bright speckles of light
are floating ahead

A spectrum of magic
bursts through the sky
guiding my spirit
beaming so high

A dream, a purpose
fulfulling my soul
a future so perfect
but now is the goal

I hold the power
to what will be
feeling abundance
joyful and free

My energy exudes
into a special space
remembering tomorrow
a loving embrace

~Clarabelle


Often I don’t know why the words dance in harmony that way. I’m not even sure it’s my message. Regardless, of the source, it always comes with “a loving embrace” – the purest kind.

Only when the mind is still and empty, can it receive the highest wisdom.

I invite you in.

Clarabelle