play misty for me
It only takes a reminder to breathe,
a moment to be still and just like that,
something in me settles, softens,
makes space for imperfection. The harsh
voice of judgment drops to a whisper
and I remember again that life isn’t a relay race;
that we will all cross the finish line;
that waking up to life is what we were born for.
As many times as I forget, catch myself charging forward
without even knowing where I am going,
that many times I can make the choice
to stop, to breathe, to be and walk
slowly into the mystery.
Walk Slowly by Dianna Faulds
Wispy thoughts
Soft white shadows
Smoky Silhouettes
Of Trees on hills
Shades of white on white
Grey-Green-Sienna
Muddled
Misty
Mystery
Soft fog filling the world
I drive through this soft world
the only edges
are cut mountain rocks
strong
firm
contrasting
teaching me about life
teaching me about spirit
Changing me
Softening my eyes
Filling my heart with a new holy
Softening my darkness
as hope slips in
under the closed door of my heart
❤️
Amy Lloyd
life: acoustic & amplified 