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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  • 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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