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Speak up for your soul

Speak up for your soul
let the resounding voice of you
spill into the landscape of your heart
so it might buoyantly traverse
all the spaces, dark and light, and
bring you to the place you will call
home
to the place you call yourself

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Fill me

fill me with the peace of ages
the soft things of the sea
fill me with the calm of the stars
the expanse of the universe
fill me with the knowing of a thousand flowers
the beauty of spring for a time
fill me with the understanding of a rain drop
the life of a moment drawn out in the
moment of a moment dropping from
a storm onto the pavement
fill me
fill me
fill me with peace

Celebrate your living

Celebrate living
the movement of breath
memory keeper
and drum beat of souls
the sound piece
of speechless dreams
and the counterbalance
to worry and hesitation,
do not fear the dreaded
nor the four footed doubt
instead breathe deep the
fire of can to the bottom
of tenacious will
dance with the shadow
of almost could be
laugh with impossibility
yes, celebrate living
though living is work
of brow and callous hand
be merry in resolute
resolve and redemption
and welcome home
peace, pride, and
all’s possible:

The night sky calls my soul – Éilíonn an spéir na hoíche m’anam

Éilíonn an spéir na hoíche m’anam

Tá mé ag tarraingt ar an ghealach

bheith réaltaí deora

ag titim i aisling

logh dom

logh grá dom

Ní féidir liom fanacht

glas na cnoic atá ag luascadh

ag damhsa an iníonacha

ar a n-éadach gorm dorcha

agus an caithfidh mé a bheith páirteach leo

ach ar an breacadh an lae

Beidh mé ar ais

ar an breacadh an lae

Beidh mé ar ais

mar sin logh grá dom

Éilíonn an spéir na hoíche m’anam

Tá mé ag tarraingt ar an ghealach

bheith réaltaí deora

ag titim i aisling

(English)

The night sky calls my soul

I’m pulling on the moon

stars to tears

falling into dreams

forgive me

forgive me love

I cannot stay

the green hills are swaying

the daughters are dancing

upon their dark blue cloth

and I must join them

but upon the dawn

I will return

upon the dawn

I will return

so forgive me love

and the night sky calls my soul

I’m drawn to the moon

tears become stars

falling into dreams

{{authors note: I hope the Gaelic is ok… forgive me if it is a bit disjointed.}}

Regrets

trace backwards;

begin at the end

move towards the middle

pick up sticks left

and move on to the

beginning.

Stop.

Begin again;

lead out with confidence

knowing the path familiarly leads

to the right and skip with

glad feet beyond it

purposefully pause on a rose

missing meanacing faces in alleyways

and when soft cheeks greet

kiss them without fear

walk past ivy

leagues of seas unconquered

with a tough feminine hand

so when the marches directionanally

head on

speak clearly without any

implications

subjugations

subterfuge or fear;

leave the rest of what was

as if it never happened.

Stop.

Wake up.

move forward.