Run Away…

A challenge set before me,

on this path I walk.

feels most cumbersome

overwhelms,

in its complexity

The Pause –

to breathe…

Today, I want to run

NOT

hold this space

tedious the task…

too great?

 

Like children

running wild

ram-shot over

and over

again.

Turned away guidance,

lost in the milieu

of lies self told,

drowning out all reason…

but the reason they’ve given my tears..

flowing

 

so tired…

so needed…

This burden

to bare…?

 

Today I want to run…

 

Calling Of The FLame

Elders of the spirit

heed the call to stand-

The seventh generation has awoke,

ready to receive the torch, we must now pass.

Mothers, Grandmothers, wise lone sojourners…

come and lend the life-earned understanding

of holding close in unity,

the bond of family.

Fathers, Grandfathers, the wise ole’ philosophers…

bring the guidance

of the spiritual warrior, the provider, protector.

Lay your wisdom, with tobacco down,

prayers up,

at the sacred fire…

The day we’ve waited for has come.

They await,

able to take up the banner,

to march on-

Sent forth in fostered unity,

with the light of love…

 

~ Elyse Bontrager

Healing Light

I get so busy,

sometimes.

In this world there is so much need.

I can get lost on this path of the healer,

the universe has laid before me.

Oftentimes –

tears began to fall,

for all the hurting souls.

Their pain,

I somehow feel as my own.

I can become overwhelmed by the cacophony of sorrows,

filling space and time…

Until one cry,

most urgent

pulls me in,

won’t be denied…

For this,

the pain that beckons,

is mine.

Reminding me,

again

that self-care, and self-love are necessity.

Healing to the spirit..

clearing the clutter…

letting in the light,

allowing it to shine

through me…

healing.

By- Elyse Bontrager