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MAKING SENSE OF IT ALL

Barely visible
the path I seek,
tangled and twisted
within those dark places
I try to avoid,
recesses of my heart
hidden from sight,
caught up in a web
of imagination’s own making,
eyes struggling to see,
to make any sense at all
of those shadowy visions
lurking in the dark corners
of a buried yesterday
where jumbled thoughts
and confusion reside.

And on this morning,
within the new light of dawn,
a breath of calm
once more sweeps over
this restless heart,
the rhythm of the waves
a steady comfort,
hope within the renewed
miracle of the sunrise,
the morning glow
rising up once more
through the clouds
to the rhythm of whispers
I hear that softly speak
to my soul and steady my view.

And on this morning,
once again,
I understand
the language of the sunrise
as I listen to its soothing song
and to the hope it brings
with its melody.

(c) barbara kausteklis 8-31-11

For Legacy Writers “Dreamweaver Wednesday/Hope —
Give me something to believe in.”

http://www.myspace.com/legacywritersofharmonypub/blog/544137740

Thanks for all visits and comments.

Wishing you a peaceful day and evening ahead.

Big Hugs.

~barb~