By Georgia Dougles Johnson
Your world is as big as you make it.
I know, for I used to abide in the narrowest nest in a corner,
My wings pressing close to my side.
But I sighted the distant horizon where the skyline encircled the sea-
“I throbbed with a burning desire to travel this immensity.
I battered cordons around me cradling my wings on the breeze,
Then soared to the uttermost reaches with rapture, with power, with ease!”- LIMITLESS
“What shall the Day Bring?”
Up in Morning Sun lighting my rising.
I look to the Horizon shining New…
I think, sinking into the memories of a Dream…
The script, the melody this Day dances to,
Written upon beats of the Heart.
Every Pusle charges me forth!
“Whatever the Day may Bring…’
‘I dive in…”
I still feel…PAIN
Today’s loss came at a high cost…
Shook like a 7.9 quake after shock…
Still in shock!
The Loss of a Friend, Brother-
I pray for comfort for Father, and Mother;
The Sisters Who loss a Brother…
seems to be in retreat…
This loss of Life has the feel of defeat…😰
Still I Run my Race, even through this emptiness I face..😥
Still I Feel, with every new breath taken… Treasured the more…😢
Until I Heal from the pain of this…R.I.P My Friend..,Until we meet again…😭
My Soul runs to the refuge, a beautiful interlude- a pause between thoughts….
Wrapped up in this beautiful Freedom.
Unchained Imagination runs Free!
In This Melody….
In after the down pour of pain.
Tears flowed like Storming Rain-
Through the Rage of Life’s Winds and Tsunami like situations-
A Voice Commands, “COME.”
So I instantly run.
The fear of Danger flung;
Carried by the desire to see Him…!
The Prince of Peace finally Revealed once Self was healed,
From the inside, out!
This Storm took me through the internal route too connect Soul with the Eternal,
So I write this Journal prayer fully these words read, or heard, will herd a Soul to their bliss apart from ignorance…
I’m speaking of being fully persuaded that thy God made this Life!
All for you…..
Peeling the sweat off my face, stained from this instant, this incident, in this intense thought processes.
Emotions vomitted after hard pill was swolled…
Their scrutiny is so intense! Their scowls of Judgment burns at my very thoughts!
I scrape, and scratch at my head trying to get the image of this Past mistake, OUT-
IT TRIES TO HAUNT MY MORNING…!
It too, Hunts for the drops of inspiration for Today-
Too poison them in the Guilt of Yesterday….
Too poison them..,
In the Guilt of Yesterday….