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“Perspective ..” She Said by Cat Forsley ©
“PERSPECTIVE ” She Said
Cat Forsley ©
“PERSPECTIVE …” SHE SAID SPOKEN WORD CAT FORSLEY ©
“Perspective …”
She Said -
As She Opened her petals one by one .
Slowly – Languidly She Opened
To Reveal the inner most truth of whom she Is
I imagine a speech bubble above her inner core:
Like A Child Draws
Like a Child Loves
Like a Child Does
A World Within Her
Yet she is Tiny
And Blooms For just a few days .
I Find Joy and Grace in her Little words
Her Unfolding Nature
Nature Unfolds Her .
She is simple yet holds a miracle
in all her gestures
She is Born Of Earth and Air and Water
Lives – Lives – Lives
Blooms to Full capacity
and then she Fades and withers
Her Petals drop
One By One
Leaving Proof That she was here .
“Perspective “
She said That one afternoon
When The Earth was spinning
at speed I cannot even comprehend
In My Mind
“Perspective ……..”
and she said more …..
“We are worlds within worlds and specks of littleness that No one can see .
A dot
But a Universe as well”
And then she added ….
“To Really Know Yourself
You have to have perspective.
You are Nothing and everything
You are Just a Heart in a Body.
The Only Thing You leave behind when You Go
is Love ….”
An Inner Dialogue with a Flower
A Tulip
Is a wonderful way To Spend The day …
Cat Forsley ©
The Bud within the Bloom by Cat Forsley ©
THE BUD WITHIN THE BLOOM CAT FORSLEY © SPOKEN WORD
It’s The Bud Within The bloom
That keeps me Looking for more
It’s The tiny song of spring
That Keeps me
Surrounded.
It’s the first leaf
that keeps me watching
the melodies and harmonies sung by two little birds
that keep me wondering .
It’s the Moment before the phone rings
It’s the walk there
It’s the low drone
of that little bee
that keeps me on my toes .
It’s all the unfolding
What was Unrealized
Is Now Growing into a kiss of peace
on every cheek
It’s The Slow Moving colour
from blue to pink
It’s the lovely tear
that falls
and evaporates like it was never there
A Garden leads to path
mossy stones
Mysteries untold
It’s the Night Sky
pure.
In The Blink of your eyes .
Pure Romanticism
Electric
and Alive
With Spring storms
That keep me awake
wanting more .
Spring is but the expression of All Life awakened
You can do all Things with Spring in Your Heart
Needing less sleep
No Time to do anything but Love Life
A deep calling
For the dreams
You have realized
Thus Far
And Spring is only the beginning
THE BUD WITHIN THE BLOOM
KNOWS NOTHING MORE THAN LOVE
CAT FORSLEY ©
Cat Forsley ©
