Little Bird ♫

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If I were a little bird
I’d soar the endless skies
Dip my wings into the ocean
View the mountains high

I’d take flight with the dandelions
and twirl and sing and dance
on the gentle breeze
I happen on perchance

I’d befriend the butterflies
in their glorious splendour
as they alight upon a flower
whispering wings so tender

I’d taunt and tease the cats
daring dashing close
just out of their reach
right before their nose

I’d sip the sweetest nectar
from flowers on the vine
a treat like none other
natures finest wine

I wish I were a little bird
so beautiful and sweet
for then life would be fun
a blessed joyful treat.

Trish Johnston © 19th February 2019

 

Free Will

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Please don’t give me lines
inside which I am to colour
for lines are limitations
on what I’ve yet to discover

Please don’t build walls
I will dismantle them
and use their stones
to lay a path to the very end

For I will not be contained
within the rights; the shoulds; the rules
I now live in freedom
from these exasperating tools

Tools which are used to tame us
to curb our wandering ways
to keep us from discovering
the truth within each day

They tell me how to live
what is perceived as right and wrong
I choose to live beyond them
to my own beat, my own song

They tell me how to love
and they have no idea
that to love unconditionally
removes all the fear

For a love unconditional
will accept and allow
not attempt to recreate
a clone of others now

I choose to live my life
in the freedom of my truth
with no shackles of judgement
and no one else’s golden rules

I do not live in fear
of repercussions for my choice
for in free will I believe
and in life and love rejoice

Trish Johnston © 14th February 2019

Through the eyes of the soul

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Staring out my window
at the break of day
sun rising in the distance
not so far away

The dawning of the day
bringing a brand new start
picking up the pieces
of lost and lonely heart

Shattered by the darkness
of a long and sleepless night
where demons come alive
shielding the truth from sight

Light seeps into my soul
in this cold and empty house
urging me ever onward
in troubled times of doubt

Fear not the future, darling
for it’s written in the stars
home is that special place
inside my beloveds heart

Trish Johnston © 12th February 2019

Let that feeling go…

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Breathe, breathe deep
Echoes in her mind
Voices, words, images
Swirling before, behind

Waves just keep coming
No gentle ebb and flow
Drowning, sinking lower
Dark and deep below

Sensation washing over her
Grasping, clawing, fear
Becoming her reality
In this moment here

So easy to lose oneself
In the darkness of the mind
Consumed by insecurities
Doubts and fears arise

This moment too will pass
Acknowledge it then let it go
She must conquer these demons
Not allow them to grow

Breathe, breathe, breathe deeper now
Feel your feet upon the ground
Allow the breath to centre you
Peace, love and light abound.

Indigo Wisdom © 22nd January 2019

My Path

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I ask not for understanding
for you know not the real me
I am perfectly okay with that
as this is how I choose to be

I care not for your judgment
though many judge me still
this journey is mine alone
I partake of my own free will

I seek not your permission
it is not necessary to me
I ask nothing of anyone
expect to allow me to be me

If you wish to join me
Walk beside me on my path
If our journeys become one
You will always have my heart

Indigo Wisdom © 6th January 2019

Sunrise and Sunset

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The last golden rays of sunset
Shine within her eyes
As a glow of expectation
For a future yet to rise

For with sunset comes a closure
A gentle but final farewell
To a time of indecision
Where her fears overwhelm

As the lands stretch out before her
On their beauty she feasts
For therein lies her future
Uncertainty retreats

Just as the warm glow bathes the earth
It seeps into her soul
For together they will blend
Sunrise and sunset forever the whole.

Trish Johnston © 25th October 2018

Ever Present Doors

 

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Doors inside and around me
In so much of my space
Opening and closing
at such a rapid pace

Barely is one opened
than another one appears
Some slam shut with a resounding bang
others I barely hear

There are those which appear so firmly wedged
a key nowhere in sight
Such energy I’ve wasted there
pushed and pulled with all my might

Now I see how pointless this is
why it would never work
For no door can be set ajar
Without finding the right key first

Keys turn up in so many forms
Often where least expected
Sometime in places new to us
Others in boxes long neglected

When the key appears before me
I accept it with gratitude and grace
For I know when it presents itself
More inner demons I have faced

And then in conquering all the battles
Each of them one by one
The doors they just keep opening
To reveal the rising sun

Trish Johnston ©    5th November 2010

The Goddess Rises

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She fights to halt this train
Stop it in its tracks
Slow down these thoughts
That keep taking her back

She hears the rattle of carriages
The rhythm of their wheels
Just as her mind betrays her
And her senses reel

She trembles in the darkness
Though the sun is high
Life is just a battle field
Upon which many die

This is not her purpose
Not where her life ends
The warrior rises up within
Her fighting spirit ascends

As a phoenix she will rise up
Many layers left behind
To reveal her inner Goddess
Infinite love personified.

Trish Johnston © 30th May 2017

Share the Journey

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Let me drown in your silence
Let me fly amongst the stars
Let me float upon your dreams
Let me heal your ragged scars

Raise me up upon your laughter
Lower me gently on your sigh
Allow me to smooth your brow
Dry the tears you try to hide

I’ll be the Milky Way
Upon which you gaze
As the answers you seek
Appear in the starry haze

I’ll be the gentle stream
That bathes your fevered skin
I’ll be the fragrant breeze
That soothes you deep within

Share with me your journey
As the path unfolds
I’ll be right by your side
Through everything the future holds.

Trish Johnston © 29th May 2017

A Mother’s Spirit

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She sees you sit alone there
In the middle of the night
The glow of your cigarette
The only sign of life
She feels in you the anguish
Of a life not reconciled
The need that burns within
To set the wrongs to right
She understands your pain
As it reflects her own
For she could not provide
A safe secure home
She knows the images
Are burnt into your mind
The fear ever present
Of one so harsh and unkind
She feels that she has failed you
In a woman’s foremost role
To keep you safe and protected
Inside your own home
Though you are an adult now
And have children of your own
You choose to isolate yourself
And spend your time alone
Her hand reaches out to you
Though you are unaware
How she wishes she could tell you
Just how much she cares.

Dusty Page © 8th February 2014