Purple Paths Poetry

  • Remembering Tomorrow

    Half way through Lent I begin to remember.In these days when the sky cannot decideWhether to stay in the midst of winterOr lean into the light of spring.In these days just beyond the equinox,When through clouds heavy with unshed tears,Sunbeams makes themselves known,It is here, half way through Lent,That I begin to remember.It is here…

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  • For Joan

    Striving to live in the moment,To be present, experience life.Yet I wonder aloud,Might we have become trapped in theToday-ness of it all?Might we have let yesterday go Too soon?Failing to remember,How we came to be?Letting go of all That brought us here.Losing sight of the greater angelsWho introduced us to ourselvesIn order to set us…

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  • Remembering

    The soul remembers -Words never spoken,Steps never taken.Still she knows.The soul remembers – She’s been here before.Memories from a brain,Not quite her own.The soul remembers -Inhales deeply, eyes unfocus.She recognizes what sheDoes not see.Breathes deeply, in gratitude.She has found whatShe did not know had been lost.The soul remembers.

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