Beneath the Sway

Sounds of Emotion 

Wave in the sea

Swaying gently far in the centre of movement

Below the stormy sky

The current is strong

Beneath the soft surface

I contemplate

At the sea's rocky shore

Sandy

Wet from Sky's sweat

From Earth's toil

Spent

Empty

They are tired

I am tired

Errors of the past

Mistakes fell fast

Beyond my grasp

Of reckoning

How can I be the Healer

As I am in healing?

I may bend time

Yet cannot undo

The done

The wrong

They say there is a hell

I say it is this:

The wound of Regret 

Festers longer

Than any hell

That  exists

All those bones beneath the sway

Got carried away

Their Joy

A thing of the past

With thoughts of goodbye

My friends,

Did you sigh?

When reckoning

Arrived at last

With the energy currently circling the World, Our World, it might be time to sit and Feel.  We are Masters of each Moment until we choose to be a slave of moments past, ways of being that no longer serve our Voice of Love, who we are.  May the days ahead bring Joy, Reconciliation and stories of Humanity's true Spirit of Kindness...Love.

I remain, ever hopeful of a future where all our tears are seen,

Lesley

Hallelujah Heartist