#bitsofstarlow

[thepastisapebbleinmyshoe]

My soul rests on boughs of autumn trees, Where shadows dance in the gentle breeze, A poison softly lingers, into scentless, light, Diluting echoes of renewal, artful diatribes.

So let us wander into fields of love and grace, Leaving behind the demons we've each faced, For in a chorus of burning and rustling leaves, Nature's wisdom is a heart that truly believes.

Echoes of Renewal

[thepastisapebbleinmyshoe]

The stars still shine brightly Through each day I breathe, Taking in the nuanced shades Of my life with chronic PTSD.

It took years to softly erase scars etched onto my psyche, Which had painfully reflected A sociopath's tormented gaze That never belonged to me.

A Sociopath's Collapse

[thepastisapebbleinmyshoe]

I am lost deep in a quiet glen, smelling the flowers in bloom, listening to a white-tailed kite, where the laws of reciprocity, reverberate softly into my life. I observe his reverse hoovers, and respond with nothingness, never to be swept into a vortex, the kite designed for every time, I cross his dark tormented mind.

Nature Reclaims the Soul

[thepastisapebbleinmyshoe]

In cracked pavement, where shadows play, Silent echoes of a deceitful love's dismay. Yet through the rubble, green shoots arise, Words of hope beneath smog-stained skies.

With each breath drawn from city seams, Healing blooms in her fragmented dreams. Our storms may rage, and memories ache, Life blooms wildly for the heart's own sake.

Urban Flowers of Change

[thepastisapebbleinmyshoe]

In the moments I feel weak, I dissolve through the layers, Of all my deepest adversities. Where I felt immensely loved, Even in moments I was alone, Laying in bed beside my grief.

Wings in the Wind

[thepastisapebbleinmyshoe]

It was incredibly heartbreaking for our family, Who ached to be there as I attended therapy. But prayed at home, awaiting the healed me. We all witnessed the work of everyday angels, Here on earth, who had found, piece by piece, Beauty in the fragmented, traumatic memories, Of a kind, empathetic, beautiful, and loving soul, The woman whose love had brought her home.

Love Heals the Break

[thepastisapebbleinmyshoe]

In the darkness, where silence wed, A heart once shackled now gently bled. Amongst the pines, a breeze takes flight, Unraveling pain beneath the twilight.

New petals unfurl from the roots of despair, As sunlight kisses scars, breathing life in the air. With every step across this mossy earthen floor, I dance with the echoes; bruised no more.

Wild Soul's, Nature's Beauty

[thepastisapebbleinmyshoe]

My spirit is a heavenly sanctuary, my heart is free, with god's natural gifts gracefully returned to me, nurtured by spring's saplings, in the soil of my pain, And through the light of the forest, I flourish again.

Bloom After the Storm