I write so much that I lose track of everything, but I have to make a note of this here… definitely during the month of July–the last several years–I have gone through and wrote about the whole “light to dark in soul” concept. Am I seriously a person of pattern, or is there a deeper reasoning of feeling this way? If so (on the person of pattern), I am learning that just now… add that to my “what I have learned this week” in the previous entry.
7/24/2016 © Karen Maeby (Ahava)
Someone turned the light on in her soul–
for the while, it’s been so dark.
She’s getting used to the flame,
instead of the flicker.
Coincidences lead to laughs
and they stop to wonder
had the stars aligned
just in time, to pull them together?
They lean in for a kiss,
and another and another…
until time becomes lost,
as it stands still.
“Be still, my heart” —
He says and she says.
as they don’t want to ever say goodnight.
The above piece was actually written in a Facebook post that just happened to be a memory that posted up last year and I screenshot it. I have no idea if it’s actually saved somewhere else or not. I have so many pieces like that. It’s terrible.
Anddddd… last year in very early August 2018, I drew a picture with flowers in a vase and hearts streamed across a music staff with this poetry:
that brings the light to your dark,
and the smiles through the rain…
and the colors to your black and white…
that makes your soul sing
so much that you can feel it
down to the core of your heart.
that makes you want to be a poet,
even if you aren’t.
that challenges you every day
to be a better person overall.
that makes “HOME”
within their arms, and not a place.
*very big sigh*
Always, Karen Maeby (Ahava)