Life is strange
Like a winding
Path through glen
Or a forest
It leads you
To many places
Yet to discover
Never fear life
But embrace it
There is no
Going back to
The beginning only
Forward or now
Author: Harlan Didrickson
I first started writing this blog as a way to refocus my thinking after a debilitating mental breakdown in 2008. Having been educated in writing, I had hoped that my love for words would have left a trail for me to follow and, well, here we are.
Really
I have discovered
That as long
As I’m living
I am learning
Sometimes it’s joyful
And sometimes painful
Change can hurt
And often does
Reaching for sun
Or the stars
Stretching and touching
Them can burn
But that’s life
Isn’t it really
Guidance
When you look
Back at life
It’s easy to
Connect the dots
Framing your understanding
But when you’re
Living your life
Presently you are
Walking blind in
The wilderness trust
In God’s hands
To guide you
ILove
Tell me
Does love
Not live
Right here
You Me
Tell me
Do not
Turn away
But please
Tell me
Is not
You and
I love
MaybeSpring
The trees shed
Bark like I
Shed lies here
I am stuck
Here I am
Against cold January
Skies ashen with
Soot of snowfall
Drop on me
These blessing snowflakes
So I might
Just remember spring
