I opened my box of blessings
and found a small bird, singing,
a sunflower reaching to the sky,
the kindness of a loved dog,
long remembered:
a daily invitation
to focus on the light
midst all the darkness.
In lucid dreaming,
I am always seeking
a safe place.
Each morning,
we begin anew.
We choose to hold fast to
goodness, and are restored.
Ring all the bells.
Signal we are ready
to turn towards joy and hope
and unity
once more.
I hope our neighbour to the south makes the only possible choice in November. I have never been more worried about an election.
I cannot imagine that we won't. If there are enough MAGAs to elect Trump, then we'll get the hell we deserve, but I am banking on Harris/Walz.
ReplyDeleteI love how you have turned this into a box of light - both in title and in content. It is good to remember all the things that shine upon us in the darkness - Jae
ReplyDelete"In lucid dreaming I am always seeking
ReplyDeletea safe place" ~ I join you in that search Sherry.
Great job with the word list Sherry. About the election, I can't believe we as a country won't make the right decision.
ReplyDeleteAh, it is wonderful that each morning we can begin anew and hold fast to goodness! We have to keep finding it in today's world!
ReplyDeleteOh, that first stanza especially made me smile!
ReplyDeleteThis so beautifully reflects your beautiful and hopeful heart my friend!
ReplyDeleteYour neighbor to the south has never been more worried about an election.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of waking and finding joy.
Lucid dreaming is a wonderful way to channel our morning thoughts into "a daily invitation/to focus on the light." Beautifully meditative, Sherry. And I couldn't do without "the kindness of a loved dog" either. What a glowing blessing in our "box full of blessings"!
ReplyDeleteI needed this hopeful, joyful poem today. I am trauma and election weary.
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