March

you were different this year; probably because I’m different this year.

Inspirational poetry and prose to help myself and others along their healing journey: rooted in positivity, self-love, consistency, and flow. Thank you for reading.

March, you were different this year

probably because I’m different this year

downshifting gears, letting go of the wheel

operating from flow and feel

bearing witness to the songs and sounds

the music of my soul reveals

playing in my own way

standing on my own stage

daydreaming, wide awake

helping others for goodness sake

giving more than I take

mindful of the wake my words create

visible ripples made dimples in smiles

tangible tears shed from eyes in grief

love in the form of a moment’s relief

life in the belief that it’s worth holding on to

peace in the hearts of the stars and stripes

empathy in the hands of he rolling the dice

staying the course amid long dark nights

showing up for humanity, or learning the price

helping hands, kindness, and being nice

mean more to one another right now

than you think they might

(march)