Mercy's Calamities

  Walking away, all that I'm taking with me are the lessons,wisdom,true moments of connection and being seen and accepted. I will be grateful to myself for letting myself open up to the possibilities,to trust again. I will not hold anger or judgement that I was wrong; understanding will lead me to forgiveness. I will be strengthened by the courage I showed, inspired by the experience of hoping and dreaming. Then, I will let all the rest go . Den and Me 

It's all fine to say, under the Hollywood lights... I don't feel like the world collided with my deepest dreams, of being seen and loved. Belonging and at home inside of our love. What if... I am only just living a beautifully shot cover story? Glitches are flicking centre screen...  My eyes or the story. Who's to know but God. Cover Story's are for a lost heart.

In the realms of the dark woods,come the echos of battle cries; rising in crescendo,fading back into distant past. Hidden in foliage hanging with the weight of fetid aromas and moss Rolling thick,slow,low-lying fog crawls in from the unknown.  A shudder felt from deep beneath the forest floor  rise up the souls of old warriors. Listen to the wind as it speaks, to the silence unfolding it's wisdom Waken Warrior of the dark woods, great wars for peace,goodness and rebirth must be fought and won. Pursue what captures your heart. Sing for me your warriors song. Tracy Boote poem inspired by a warrior I saw through a mist of moments and hope A sign...help is on the way.