a poem for you today to sparkle

Hello friend…

The other day I wrote this little life short, a poem, thinking of continuing stories I am hearing of more fear, isolation, uncertainty in so many people. Yet, with rays of hope for what can come.

The balance point of no return

When you are tipped

Askewed

Folding over with the cry of uncertainty

When it feels like, no more no more not one more thing

Come back my little boo

Come back to my arms

The folding of upliftment

The place of recovery

You are not abandoned

You are not alone

There is a way, a road, a journey to tread

A place of each and forgiveness

The place for you to regain your footing

Your equilibrium of your life

And moving forward, back into

The sanity and creativity of your every day

But envisioning even more, now,

To allowing that tipping point

To seesaw to the side of longing and desire