Extraterrestrial

Lonely extraterrestrial
Leans her head against the tree
Thinks of all she is
All she’s yet to be

Cold choices, colder fates
I feel I wasn’t consulted!
“In the beginning . . . “
In the beginning, WHAT

When we sat. Can’t this be halted?
Stalled?

We’ve had this discussion before
Says the tree, basking

Silent in its solitude
Decades ago, remember asking?

“Who am I?” Who do I want to be?
And now you know. Yes, I know.
Not just what they want to see
But Me and All of Me.

Lonely extraterrestrial
Feels ground beneath her seat
Wonders if it’s worth it
These planetary feats

These promises she’s tendered
“Til Death do we part”
This lifelong commitment
That excludes her heart

Lonely extraterrestrial
Looks outward to the sky
To the stars feels the wind
Whispers . . .

. . . Goodbye.

 

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Featured photo, a painting titled “The Dryad”
is the work of Jeremiah Morelli
For more information, visit Jeremiah’s website
or his facebook page.

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Each of us has the power to shift and realign with the heart,
as we let go, forgive, ask for forgiveness,
and move through our collective grief
to our seat of personal power within the heart of love.”

http://www.mysticmamma.com
LionsGate 2017

 

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 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God. 
The same was in the beginning with God.
All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made.”
-John 1:1-3

 

Extraterrestrial, Copyright M.D.S 2017 All Rights Reserved

 

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