
Locked behind sorrow door,
I tried to see the light,
outside it was nighttime,
the moon caressing dreams,
butterflies weaving new tomorrow,
waiting for dawn
to play
and sing
looking for shoulder to perch
for next wish,
next heart to love
and cherish.
***
I searched for key
to come out in blue light,
moon is my friend,
I called,
unheard, forgotten
I stayed back,
looking for moonbeams under the door,
one hand to hold,
one to surrender,
in love,
in trust,
I would take that one step,
believing
in a second chance.
***
No echo answered doorway
until sun scorched shade,
silence turned into guide
I followed
steps quiet,
heartbeats in awe,
how could I hear words,
forgotten song,
when no one spoke aloud
except inside
my heart?
***
Another way to find compassion
came to my eyes,
I stood
before a precipice,
ready to glow
clouds beckoned for my touch, and yet,
I felt I had another road,
to take.
***
Fingers touched shoulder,
wisps of regret,
this wind turned into hail,
it chased my every step
inside a cave,
under the sea.
***
I called the ocean
and the moon,
twilight embrace came to my voice,
I knew I was the one,
still loved,
still cherished,
dew shifted rainbow
inside heartbeats.
***
Soul is at peace,
in rest,
waiting to run another day,
another turn,
in sunlight
or the velvet
shadow.
***
Loving moonshine took me back to myself,
believing, I returned,
I stay on seashore
of redemption,
I will learn how to fly,
each time closer to clouds,
each regret I let go,
each sorrow
I melt
in the sea
of wonder.
***
© 2022 Amy Christie
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Originally published on Simily
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Amy Christie
Passionate writer and journalist, striving to create meaningful connections.
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