Lost

When all seems lost

And all that is left in you is dispair, fear not.

The new morning brings with it a new day

With hope, a chance to try again

To be again, anew.

If all else failed yesterday

Try something new today

With a new perspective

The story of the heart

The heart is created

For you to feel love

Sometimes it hurts so much and so frequent

That it feels like you're heart is torn to pieces

And just when you think 

You will never be able to stitch it back together

Someone repairs it for you

Restoring your faith that there is such a thing as hope, joy and love.

Without a heart, there is no heartbreak, jealousy, distrust, loss, confusion, dispair, desire, emptiness; flowing through the veins of fear.

Without heart there is also no happiness, romance, joy, trust, belonging, whole; flowing through the veins of love.

Sense of place

Sense of place

 

Red, blue, yellow and green

The carnival is in full flair.

Musical chimes lie thick in the air

With promise of fun and laughter.

 

Round and round the merry people go

Fists clenching fake guns, killing plastic ducks.

Melted ice cream and pink candy floss

Pop pop popcorn crunching, falling from overfilled mouths

 

Walking the dusty road back home

Leaving the loud noises behind

Where dead grass lay quiet and still

On the outstretched landscape

 

Trickle trickle, cold water dribble

Over smooth rocks, still.

Only the frogs dare to sing

While wet shoes reach the shore, marching on.

 

Lushes fruit trees with no need to share

Take in nature’s splendour

No tinkle of coins

Only blessings to count.