My poetic soul
feeling its way
into existence
power to pray
***
As time stands still
a soft breeze blows
blank white space
creativity flows
***
Waves do shine
as dreams unfold
gifted with light
embraced in gold
***
Reality here
engaged in song
yearns for love
where we belong.
~Clarabelle
When poetic moments invite themselves into your soul, you must honour this gift.
It is in the allowing phase, that we receive this treasure, welcoming a unique power into our hearts.
Like the brightest sun, we never stand naked alone, for the real strength comes from the joining of hands.
Under the sun’s presence, the moon and the stars are still connected.
We shine because you shine – think about that.
Clarabelle
Clarabelle Online Magazine 