Falling

Falling

SEPTEMBER 24, 2020
Bonnie Dupont

Maybe they’re supposed to be

Rescued from falling to the ground

Honoured for their fight

Guided safely toward some new purpose

They tried to transform and hung on for dear life

But were let go while fiery and bright

Was it a mistake?

Maybe they had more to give

Maybe they were not

Content to settle there

Maybe they were searching for a new life

Maybe they were alone

Unable to see any way out

There is no way home anymore

Only the hope for somewhere new

Maybe the long hot days

And cold bitter winds

Finally shook their core

Maybe they just needed to be loved

And heard

Whether rustling in a breeze

Or moving majestically in the night

But instead

They got raked into a pile

Labelled as waste

Trashed and forgotten

As the cold takes over

The world goes on without them

Looking forward to new spring buds

Praising the strong hearty trees with deep roots

That never break

And never fall

That delicate leaf

Heavy with expectation

Failing to thrive in the chaos of inconsistency and with no stability

Has fallen

Rotted

And blended into the earth

Falling

Maybe they’re supposed to be caught

Rescued from falling to the ground

To rot

They tried to transform and hung on for dear life

Maybe letting them go while bright and fiery

Was a mistake

Maybe they aren’t happy or beautiful

Maybe the long hot days

And cold bitter winds

Finally shook their core

Maybe they needed help

But instead of help

They got raked into a pile

Labelled as waste

Trashed and forgotten

As the cold takes over

The world goes on without them

Looking forward to new spring buds

Praising the strong hearty trees with deep roots

That never break

And never fall

That delicate leaf

That tried to thrive in the chaos of inconsistency and with no stability

Has fallen

Rotted

And blended into the earth

Silenced

What makes us lose our voice

So much to share

Lost in the minds overgrown maze

Of old “stuff”

Something tells me not to speak.

If I dare, the voice they hear will not be my own.

And I’m reminded to stay quiet.

Locked up..

Numb.

Beyond thick layers of secrets and dread

I still see myself…

That piece of me that cannot be burdened by a world that weighs me down

She smiles, waving from a sunlit field

I used to know her,

I used to be her.

How do I get back there?

Back to her..

I cannot stay here

Stuck.

Silenced.

Slowly blending in

With this parched soil.

Where I Stand

I am not where I stand
Though you see my feet
Stuck firmly
Upon this ground

My thoughts and feelings
Reach through endless realms
Dance through dreams
Mingle with Spirit
Manifest from the Heavens

Tune to a vibration
Follow a whim
Download in prayer
Inspiration in meditation
Divine access
Simply by being still

Allow the soul to explore
Beyond what we see
Beyond where we stand
Beyond this glimpse
Of limited reality

We are not where we stand

Ready For Change

The magic of you racing to uncover it, forced it to emerge into the sun

We were on a path,

Well worn,

Well marked,

Pretty enough,

Sufficient even,

Safe and predictable.

You left in a hurry,

With excitement and expectation.

I followed you,

Scared you may fall.

We raced together.

I tried to slow you down at first,

Battling thoughts in my head.

Do I stop you?

Do I put you back on the path of all known things

Where the familiar would comfort my fear,

Or do I run with you?

You just seemed to know that something wonderful beckoned,

the magic of you racing to uncover it, forced it to emerge into the sun

As though it could sense your arrival, all with perfect divine timing,

As you chose to listen to your inner being,

You were set free.

Free to explore.

Free to become the explorer you were born to be.

You would follow your heart,

And I would follow you.

What we found was what the universe wishes for us all,

To see life from a new perspective.

To find freedom.

To feel adventurous.

We were not bound to the rules

Of a place we didn’t fit in.

We embraced this journey,

Each step creating a new path in perfect harmony with our unique spirit.

We sat down together

And rocked back and forth,

Listening to the water flowing by.

The air around us was cold,

But we were warm and cozy like two kittens snuggled by a fire.

You were happy.

You were smiling.

You didn’t need to follow an old path through a familiar place.

You needed to be free to run and seek.

To lead us

To the beauty only you could find.

May I always be witness to the glorious life that unfolds around you,

As you create your own roads in this spectacular world.

It is ready for change.

The Polaroid

As you turn to face your freedom…

In this moment

Take a picture

What does it show?

Your heart is beating,

But I cannot see it.

I see you smiling, or perhaps you are crying,

But is it a reflection,

Of your deepest thoughts and feelings?

Is it what you wish to portray, to “appear” ok

It matters .

I don’t care about the picture of this moment

It is only disguising the truth of your soul

I see the true you.

I love all you hold within.

Set it free.

And let another picture be taken,

As you turn to face your freedom..

 

The Embers

Love lives, as the fires sleep..

Within each of us

are the embers.

They ignite with love.

to light the way,

for our soul to journey

confidently.

There is the ember of wonder,

the ember of hope,

the ember of trust,

the ember of forgiveness,

the ember of gratitude,

the ember of creativity,

the ember of harmony~

Be open to receiving love.

It flutters in on the wings of

a butterfly,

It pours from the laughter of

children,

It circles you with a strangers

smile,

It finds you in a dream,

It catches you in unbelievable days,

and helps you believe~

Love creates light

Love dissolves fear,

Love lives as the fires sleep,

and will wake you…

again and again.

 

 

 

Still Within

And now, in full light, I see myself.

I’m digging my soul out from years of discarded pieces of myself.

I’m sweeping aside piles of stuff
That belonged to someone else’s journey.

The wreckage of choices
Made from someone else’s right or wrong, pressure or fear.

I’m lifting off this heavy, guilt-ridden costume.

It no longer fits.

there is something hiding within..

And now in full light I see myself.

My soul is bare and pristine.

Pulsing with a light of trust, and magic.

To be once again in my loving embrace.

Domino Universe

As we all lean into each other just a little…

I am a domino

I was created to create

I was born to unite

I was meant to rise and fall

I rise as one,

I can fall as one,

But when WE rise,

We lean the Me into unity.

We create a ripple

of light and love.

We create wonder.

As we fall,

Others will rise,

to see,

to feel,

to experience

What We can create

over and over

Until we are all

standing together

With a grand purpose.

Still in our own unique place,

Our spirits soar in harmony.

A moment spiralled through forever.

Light and colour building in

spectacular celebration,

As we all lean into each other

just a little…

The Pink Jiffy

As the bridges appeared, the joy and the light of that love, embraced the world and all within it, until, we were one…

I took a bright pink jiffy marker,

And turned the thin line that separates us

Into a beautiful bridge.

I felt my soul awaken,

As it raced to cross,

Finally able to give all the love

meant to share.

Little by little,

As the bridges appeared,

The joy and the light of that love

Embraced the world

And all within it,

Until,

We were one…