I Know You’re Scared

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Life can be scary sometimes, a bit like the first time you hear the huge roar of thunder in the stormy skies.  Think about this though, thunder never lasts that long, it soon passes and usually what comes after it is a feeling of pure calmness and lightness in the air. If it feels like it is thundering in your life right now, I want you to hold onto the thought that underneath all that darkness and noise is a beautiful bright sunny day filled with happiness and joy for you.  It is there now……I see it and I hope you can see it in your mind and feel it in your heart too.  This next poem inspired by just that.

I Know You’re Scared

I know you’re scared,
I see it in your eyes.
I hear you tremble,
Like thunder in the skies.

I feel your heart,
beating so fast.
Thoughts of what happened,
in your past.

Believe this time,
it won’t be like that.
Have faith and trust,
choose to wear that hat.

I see you moving forward,
all of the time.
I see you celebrating,
and all is fine.

I see the rainbow,
shining all around you.
Every step you take,
it will see you through.

For you are a good person,
you light is full of love.
Your smile is brighter,
than every star above.

The rain may fall,
when the clouds appear.
But today, let your mind,
be pure and clear.

You are special,
like no other one,
You have true beauty,
now let in some fun.

For life can be tough,
if you see it that way.
Change your perspective,
and you’ll feel happier today.

Created by Clarabelle, 22 October 2013

Nothing is still or stays the same

There is movement, there is change and there is doing things that just feel right…..I am living in the latter.  I wrote this next poem for you my friend.  Wishing you a day filled with positive changes that make you a better you.  Lots of love to you today, Clarabelle

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Nothing is still or stays the same

I feel the earth shift under my feet
The air is stirring, I hear its beat
Nothing is still, or stays the same
All is well, in this magical game
When thunder roars, whispers sing
Lightning bolts, form under my wing
I’m soaring high, never letting go
Imagination creates, all on show
It’s time now, my soul is shaken
I open my eyes, from this dream I awaken

poemsbyclarabelle, 8 August 2013

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