Green, so green, it is
where the grass gives way to trees
Reaching for the sky.
Blue, so blue, it is
Where the sky lifts aching souls
Healing with its grace.
Between green and blue
Life grows, and glows, offering
Unlimited joy
To those who seek it.
We know it’s there, just waiting
For us to decide.
I have known both sides
Pain and joy, love and sadness.
Joy and love remain.
The blue blue will calm
As the green green nourishes.
Love always, all ways.
By Deborah E. Dayen
Picture from Google Images
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That was pretty and deft and with a solid beginning to pull us in, lovely. I enjoyed the repetition too, very poetic.
Thanks you! I tried to count carefully too, lol. Appreciate your words very much.
Yes, I saw that. lol
Aaaah I wish I could have this energetic and joyous outlook, I so admire that side of you and your writing. Unfortunately I am stuck in darkness for a while more I guess. That is ok. Your writing of joy does rub off a little, hee hee! 😉 Thanks for sharing this. It reminds me of myself when I was much younger. Beautiful writing. 💜
S, I have been left alone now for almost5 weeks. So it makes a huge difference in my mood, not to constantly be tweaked, and reminded of what was and wasn’t. One day your N will stop too, and you’ll have the freedom to move away from it. Knowing soon I’ll be far away from here helps too. So glad you’re back. Xo.
Yes I see what you mean. I guess it is just all things piling up – childhood darkness, extreme exhaustion/ “burn out” from too much work all these years, and then some deaths on top of that and then 4 years of narc was probably what “did me in” finally. I will continue to exist though, until I find some way to “really live”. Lol. Perhaps it will happen, perhaps not. I do not have the energy for anything more than to ” stick around and see”. Sometimes that has got to be good enough I guess. 😉 Still very happy to read inspiring posts from you and others. It gives energy. Hugs! 💙
‘Healing with its grace.’ The other it’s is wrong. It’s such a slight mistake but it does throw off the feel of the poem.
I thank you, and will correct. I constantly make that mistake. My mother would be shaking her head at me, lol. She was an English teacher! I think I have a mental block. My boss catches me doing it too! I so appreciate you telling me!