My Mess

essence everywhere
sliding, slowly, before me
found beauty, lifeless
and myself sat searching.
water breaks past roots, stones and debris
flows towards my lense; healing.
Chortles echo in the distance,
oh, one day love will be,
Verdant , my keeper – Forest King
show me where life will lead,
tears dampen this face, and my page,
Colorado heal me,
God, show me grace.

17 thoughts on “My Mess

  1. Nothing like a change of scenery, ma’am, to provide one with a change in perspective. Hang in there and know we’re praying your heart heals real soon!

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