I sit between the wise, noble tree
And it’s trembling reflection.
Thoughts piling up inside
Spilling up, spilling over
Pouring into the silent, still stream before us.
The strong, soundless branches of nature hold high an idea.
But the winds of the world blow ripples within the words
And blur the meaning of intentions.
Poetry and Image by Magical Normal Life
Many times, reflecting on my inner self is as painful as it is forthcoming. However, viewing what is within my heart has been the most healing exercise of deep grief. Well that, and time. And I have had plenty of time. In emerging from the reflection, I often want to express what I am feeling, but the feelings cannot be accurately expressed in words and they often come out distorted and blurred. How do you express these deep seated emotions that are rooted deep within each of us? Poetry, photography, painting or sharing your story. I appreciate what each of you have brought to my life through the sharings of your inner self. Blessing to you!!
This image is part of the https://islandinthenet.com/52-week-smartphone-challenge/ The topic is Symmetry. I used my iPhone 10. Photo is cropped and edited with Snapseed.