GOOD INTENTIONS I walk on an unseen path Trying to distance my heart From long suffering I keep blaming myself As life drops jagged rocks in my passage Blocking all my expectations Tumble…tumble again and again Trying to manage… To hold my head up high With crooked missteps and good intentions Aiming at everything while hitting nothing I just endure this life Afraid of failing Avoiding being vulnerable Forever reaching for more Thrumming along Hoping to crack this Barren shell of wanting While the sunlight warms The earth in silence. © Doris Ann Bridgehouse |
THE WAY The way the clouds sweep across the sky The way the day is swallowed by time The way the wind whispers that you are here The way a morning can change your point of view The way the geese loudly make their call The way a smile makes sense of it all The way nothing stands still The way everything fades The way to follow a path Without hurting a soul The way living in the moment Opens your heart The way we live with our choices While we seek to divinely grow. © Doris Ann Bridgehouse |
THE TULIPS The tulips say it all... They allow the presence of light To reach the spirit of what is And without hesitation They explode with life’s gift Blossoming into the world By living their time with intent They unknowingly touch my heart I take a deep breath to join their energy And for a moment Alter the passage of time. © Doris Ann Bridgehouse |