Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Here


Here
Is a woman 
who wrestles with doubt, fitting in and being enough

Here
Is where the wispy remains 
of contrails drift through the sky above.

Here
Is the little girl inside 
who feels unrooted, afraid and alone.

Here
Are the tattered, tangled strings
of prayer flags dancing in the wind.

Here
Is her thick crab shell 
that armors her heart and soft yielding insides.

Here
Is the soft scraping 
of bird beaks cracking their humble offerings of seeds.

Here
Is where her journey 
continues on her own path and hers alone.

Here
Are the words 
that whisper from somewhere within, searching, seeking, knowing.

Here
The voice echoes 
with a truth: "this is the only moment that matters."

                                                                                                          ~Celina Wyss

5 comments:

  1. This is beautiful. I really really identify with the first lines.. Just remember you are enough as you are right now!

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  2. absolutely stunning....
    a true refection of the writer herself

    love and light

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  3. So beautiful. I am rather pleased to have found your blog. :)

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