Sometimes feelings stir and
they can’t be labeled. They throw
confusion into your domain, but
reality offers them no home. So
the sun sets for the moon; then
it rises again. But what does this
have anything to do with clarity?
I do know those feelings stay
balanced within the constellations
because of the beautiful atmosphere.
I mean, wouldn’t you stay there, too?
LScott 2017
Photo: Google
I can’t figure it out.
I’ve pondered and analyzed
to my heart’s discontent
and still, nothing makes sense.
I think I’ll take a walk
into the woods,
to be embraced
by the gentle breeze,
to be touched by
serenity,
and I need to see the trees.
They have a keen sense
of awareness,
so I’m going to ask them.
Yes, the trees will know.
Lauren Scott © 2015
I’m residing in a state of confusion
Where equations remain unsolved
Though I try to solve the riddles
My perplexity is not absolved
What might I do, would you suggest,
to escape this unclear universe?
Its clouds hover with shallow hugs
this quandary, I’d like to reverse
Though bafflement won’t get the best of me
There is much to do and life to live
I’ll let the blank spaces rest in peace
Accept what is, lest I become captive
Lauren Scott © 2015
She rose with languid movements
and when the sun greeted her
through billowing curtains
she recalled the dream
that rocked her through the night,
a dream that didn’t become
broken pieces of wishes,
a dream that remained,
sensations that were felt,
yet confusion ran through her veins
even though vivid images played
again and again in her mind,
images that were whole
and so she wondered
Lauren Scott © 2015
Are you where you want to be in your life
or do you still have dreams pending in the sky?
Do you begin each day with a joyful start
or does ‘worry’ clutter your mind and ‘hurt’ clog your heart?
Are you walking between the lines, feeling confused,
misplaced in the realm of normality, exhausted and bruised?
Try some soul searching for Bravery and invite Peace into your routine.
Give yourself credit for enduring any physical or emotional pain.
We’re not meant to exist simply in green meadows, dotted with flowers,
but remember to breathe in their beauty and to believe in Miracles.
Lauren Scott © 2014
Photo: http://www.fs.usda.gov
Cleveland National Forest
