Spiritual Poetry posted August 1, 2013

This work has reached the exceptional level
emerging victorious from the depths of grief

Healing Magic

by uptowngirlchef1961

This barrel of grief
once...hollow...black...without floor or perch
frighten me a little less
with each rung of the climbing out

I am a traveler
exhausted and weary
still navigating those same familiar roads
gazing upon splendid vistas
a gift of lanterns lights my way
opalescent pearls and magic beads illuminate the pale dawns

When I stumble on new roads
my dress is rimmed with mystic dust
so, i walk a little slower
no need to hurry this journey

Sweet temptation beckons
beneath this stranger's saucy smile
i bend like a willow
to show a fellow traveler
the grace of my limbs and
the recognition in my eyes

this has the makings of healing magic....

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