Fire Diamonds 

hummingbird
fire diamonds
dance around her neck

A Breeze in all Directions

On a very overcast morning, I slowly sip my herbal tea
In a cup with painted cherry blossoms
Gazing at a breeze that blows in all directions
And the sea birds riding gracefully on its tails
Day dreaming for long moments, my eyes spiral in all directions.

A silent flutter of the fireplace
Up and down
Up and down…

I close my eyes and imagine
Running among lightly painted daffodils
Reaching out into an almost perfect spring day
Confessing all the years of pain and anguish
Tears streaming down my flushed cheeks
I touch the soft petals that shine brightly like stars.

Once upon a time, I was a child with golden ringlets
And eyes as blue as a mountain sunset
I danced with the freedom that only someone new to life can understand-
Easily,
Endlessly,
Eternally.

Gentle bird song opens my eyes…
I sip slowly from a cup with painted cherry blossoms
Watching the trees blow slowly in all directions
And the sea birds riding gracefully on a breeze. 

The Writing Garden ~ Issue Three

Happy to be a part of this lovely collection!

The Writing Garden

Cover Image:Silent Sunday ~ SherryGaley.com
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->Quietness

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Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Escape.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You’re covered with thick clouds.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign
that you’ve died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.
The speechless full moon
comes out now.
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Rumi: Translated by Coleman Barks

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->The Promise
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Mother_and_Child_by_bbbahrammm

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I once asked my mother if there are more good people in the world than bad.
She said that most people are good and that some are bad, but the problem is telling
them apart.
First be watchful, she said, then be wise.
I knew, even as…

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