Golden.
A monumental time
For a monumental age.
No celebratory bang.
Not one for playing charades.
Just wrapped in love
Amongst the days delight.
Gratitude ever flowing
As my inner light shines bright.
No need to utter words
Because my actions speak loud.
The reflection I see daily
Is one that I am proud.
50 years of life
With twists and turns
And lessons learned.
Ready for what the Universe unfolds before me now.
Golden.
49 trips around the sun to bask in the light and glow.
Grateful for every twist and turn,
For every up and down,
For every yes and no
That made me who I am.
49 trips around the sun
To reflect on life’s victories
That I have won.
Hopeful for more years underneath the sun,
To shine my light
Until my work is done.
Heartbeat is fading.
Almost non existent
As my soul is nearly depleted.
No expectations of humanity,
And devoid of all care.
What to do in a world of uncertainty?
What to do when the love is gone?
Feels like I’m drowning,
And I can’t come up for air.
My feelings are my own.
No longer buried deep inside.
Bitterness has festered,
Anger has taken over.
I feel numb.
Will my heartbeat live again?
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.
Will I ever believe in Hope again?
Numb from the hurt and pain.
Numb from the target on my head.
Wondering what enemies want to gain?
Shameful to think, “What if I’m next?”
Racism is to blame
For me wondering, if soon, people will say my name?
But onward I MUST and WILL go.
I want to live like I’ve never lived.
No wasted moments.
No suspension of time.
I want to soar freely to higher heights,
And from the clouds I’ll emerge,
As I greet the sun on my way to heaven.
With a renewed heart, I feel love,
To be able to move with no fears, as I’ve left them behind.
Guided by a power like no other,
I can fly far beyond the moon.
The sky’s the limit.
And I’ll just keep going as if the sky is all mine.
My Quiet Fire 