Throughout the month, this feeling of sadness and uncertainty is not fleeting (as in it is always there) but it is often superseded by some, usually overpowering, sense of love and goodwill. Yes, this too is simultaneous and always there.
Scared and storm-weathered
A bit like “Come Alive” course
With Love exploding
Fond imaginings
A caregiver’s medicine
And being less tight
Creating goodness
Visualizing wellness
Without insistence
Simultaneous
Optimistic, authentic
Grieving in Deep Joy
I can see the heavens while tethered to the ground. The balance of deep hope is called forth in the midst of rest, recovery and reality.
What a wonderful poem to start this first day of school! Thank you, Penny.
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