Sometimes we get lost in our thoughts…
losing focus of stars shimmering above us,
the sky turning heavenly blue for our pleasure,
raindrops falling for our essential cleansing.
We tumble too deeply into the frontal lobe
allowing negative thoughts to awaken,
permitting them to throw a tantrum.
So we must remember the wind will carry
worries and doubts across rivers and oceans,
majestic trees will sway with joy, sheltering
from shadows, and light will continue to shine,
even if only a slight glimmer peeks through.
Its glow will grow ever so gently into a bright
beacon of hope rising with the golden sun
bringing the most beautiful clarity to our vision.
Lauren Scott (c) 2021
34 thoughts on “Ever So Gently”
Thanks so much, Joanna. I’m glad you liked this poem. 💕
I loved the rhythm of this poem. I, too, tend to get lost in my thoughts and occupy my own little word.
Thanks, Molly, and I’m glad you could relate to my words. I’m guilty of doing this too much, so I thought writing would be a good reminder. 🙂
Ah, Lauren, thank you for that “beacon of hope” in your words and image! Beautiful beautiful poetry! xoxoxoxo
Thanks so much for your beautiful comment, Marina. It made my day. 🙂 It’s so easy to get lost in those thoughts. I assumed I wasn’t alone and that maybe others could use a little hope too. Hope the fires are dying out. Stay safe, my friend, and I’m sending hugs your way. xoxoxo
Oh yes it is!
Fires are dying out and the weather is cooling off which is a really good thing!
Many more hugs back, my dear Lauren!
That’s good to hear. Lots of love to you, dear friend. 💗💗💗
A beautiful poem, lovely Lauren. Thank you. ❤ Xxx
Thanks for your lovely words, Jane. Hope all is well with you. Hugs xoxox
A very positive thought, Lauren. Like a breath of fresh air. 😁
What a lovely thing to “say” John. Thank you!
This past year and a half has certainly tested all of us.
It sure has so it’s good to be reminded of the hope and beauty surrounding us. I know it helps me.
Lovely thoughts Lauren. When we believe that the wind will carry our worries away to fritter them away into oceans, we feel blessed. I am glad the Pacific is so near and the wind blows all day around my home. 🙂
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Balroop, and it is a blessing to know the wind will carry those worries far away. We’re close to the Pacific too. In fact, Stinson Beach is a favorite of ours…I think you are just across the bay if my memory is right. 🙂 Enjoy that ocean breeze…
Beautiful, Lauren. I love the line: “We tumble too deeply into the frontal lobe…” That’s exactly what happens, isn’t it? Peace, my friend.
Thanks, Diana, and yes, that’s exactly what happens, and too much for me lately. 🙂 Enjoy your weekend! 💗
Yes, let the wind carry it away.
Far, far away…:)
This is beautiful 😊
Thank you very much, Jenny!
Thought provoking as usual Lauren.
Thanks, Ian. I appreciate your wonderful comment.
Thanks for your wisdom and beautiful prose, Lauren! Your words are the gentle reminder I need to come back to the present moment.
Thank YOU for your lovely comment, Lisa. Lately, I’ve been sinking into negative thoughts, not a comfortable place to live. So, I thought maybe a beacon of hope would help everyone, not just me. 🙂 Hugs and blessings to you too! xoxo
You are welcome, Lauren! Thanks for shining your beautiful light. xoxo
A beautiful poem on hope and life. Elegance exudes in every line. Lovely! 💕💕
Aww, thanks so much, Diana. You made my day! 🙂 Happy Wednesday! 💜🦋
How true are your words as you start the poem
“ Sometimes we get lost in our thoughts…
losing focus of stars shimmering above us, “
You continue and show the way out of the dark so we can see the sun again.
Thanks, Miriam, for your beautiful comment. Sometimes we need to “get out of our heads” to find the light again. 🙂 I appreciate your visit, as always. Take good care. 💜