Rising Above

Letting the wind flow from her hands for a chime The breeze soothes calloused palms in the storm Reaches out for seagull’s wings and mellow prayer Weaves its flight into solace at this moment in time Moving the sand with her toes for a tune at the shore Finely grained powder eases its way into her mind Imprints the feel of the beach in quiet meditation Absolves anger and hatred into kindness therefore Watching a sea star fish holding on to a dolphin Wondrous amazement kindly caresses her soul Attaches containment to where sadness had twisted Opens her eyes for meaningful truth residing therein 28th May 2019