Poetry by Melissa

Our Loved Ones In Spirit

Dear God and the Angels of Light a prayer for all who have passed from this Life.
Our unborn babies, babies of light, our toddlers and friends, our children, our teenagers, grown women and men.
Our mothers and fathers, grandparents too, brothers and sisters aunts and uncles cousins and friends and generations before us are laid to rest.
Be with them all as the gates are open, and they walk through.
That upper world where their spirits will fly, as they find happiness of a new kind.
A new land of colours vibrations of light, where they bathe in the peace and are happy to be.
This new found happiness no worries or fears, a place where joy fills the air.
Rested and at peace in their new place now, as they watch from above, stay right by our sides, remain with us always a guiding light.

Melissa.

Missing You – Christmas Time Prayer

It’s Christmas time , its almost here and I have lit the candle because you won’t be here.
Your presence your smile your warm sunny glow, has moved to a new place my tears start to flow.
There is no right time no preparing for this , my heart is heavy broken and torn but beyond all comprehension it was your time to go.
There is no answers so I stop trying now. as your spirit surrounds me like a merry-go-round. I wish you a Happy Christmas I whisper in your ear, guide and protect me as a new year appears.

Melissa

Moving Forward – A Poem of Transformation

He perches on the fence serene and calm despite the conditions that have brought him this far.
He’s flew over mountains rocks and sands adapting before he lands.
The skills he has learned are internal and real despite the rejection and havoc he receives.
He stands alone strong and at peace, he now knows no man will damage his peace .

Melissa.

Raw – Mindful Space

I listen what do I hear? I look what do I see ? I sense what do I feel ?
A river that stops and starts. It floods over and crashes against the rocks, never ending lashing and splashing turbulent and strong. It subsides to a ripple, a sinking, a resting, a stillness. Deep in the crevices a space inviting me in.
A breath, a sigh, I sit in.
The waves still thrashing bobbing up and down, taking a breath as I dodge in and out. Feeling helpless completely restless, I breathe out.
Long and strong it carries me through countless times I ramble round, I break through.
To a place within me, that place of mine to simply just be.

Melissa.

Moving Forward – A Poem of Transformation

My heart feels heavy like an old worn boot, wrinkled and dry with no flowing juice.
The space that it sits is hollow and deep ruby red color full of holes and crevices deep.
The smell of my heart is not pleasant at all in fact it does not give any scent at all.
My heart is dried up , it needs water and light to restore and regenerate a whole new life.
An overall view has awakened in me , answers I have been searching for all about me .
Love, and compassion, tender loving care, kindness and gratitude to nurture me and nourish my heart to flow freely.
Let me start to heal my heart .

Melissa.