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Sometimes in life we skin our knees
on jagged rocks in the journey
making our way
to healing waters
Rocks of various colors and shapes
the very bones of mother earth
each joint holding us together
Tranquility as blue water waves
hello, come rest
your weary soles
let your thoughts flow freely
Wash away yesterday's sorrow
off a rocky
coastline a ship
of dreams
billowing sails
Chatty seagulls tell a story
dolphins splash
offering a song
healing body, mind and spirit
Once again finding rhythm
with each breath of salted air
standing on solid rock
posted for dVerse - Poetics - In tune with nature
Refreshed, we're ready to go again.
ReplyDeleteYou really brought it full circle, from rocks of pain to the rock of foundation. Well done!
Thanks Alex, the first to comment brings a smile to my face always nice to have you visit.
DeleteLove this. Nature to real life parable with my favorite things, rocks and water.
ReplyDeleteHi Gail,
DeleteI know you like rocks and water and you have a lovely watering hole at your place. thanks for visiting..
Sometimes I think we do need to skin our knees to appreciate all the beauty that is in our surroundings! Very nice poem, Truedessa.
ReplyDeleteI've skinned my knees a time or two, but it is part of learning to walk in the journey. funny my mom used to say if you fall down pick yourself back up and dust your knees off...
DeleteIndeed - water cleanses us, calms us....we sometimes skin our knees, go under but come up again - stronger. I truly liked this comparison to life - the picture is beautiful as well. Hayes Spencer is Kanzensakura
ReplyDeleteWell, you know they say salt water heals..so I think sometimes we need to dive into those waters to feel better.
DeleteI love the way you have interspersed our bodies---skinned knees and weary soles---with nature by talking about "the very bones of Mother Earth." It gives this such a personal feel, such a feeling of connection between us and her. Thanks for linking up today :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks for the prompt...I couldn't decide on the rocks/water or the forest and trees..both bring comfort..
DeleteI know you've been eagerly waiting for a comment from shy, humble me. Thus, my dear friend, wait no longer! :)
ReplyDeleteMore wondrous thoughts at that place where the sea and the sky embrace.
My knees are now smooth. Back in the groove.
Thanks for your poetic flair.
Gary :)
Gary, my shy friend I am always glad when you come for a visit. Aye, where the sky and sea embrace is pure beauty. You do have a way with words..glad your knees have healed..smiling..
DeleteWe were never promised an easy path, and we all end up with some skinned knees. But luckily - nature is there also to show us the way in all its wonder, beauty and cycles. Nice breathe deep - and release. Ha.
ReplyDeleteThat is true no one promised the journey would be easy as we make our way through the maze of life. I am breathing inhaling and exhaling...slow and easy...
DeleteThat's one of my pet hates, actually, that long wade through painful jagged rocks into the deeper sea or smoother sea bed beyond... reminds me of the beach we have to go to year after year. I keep asking: can't we go to a nice beach, an easier one? After reading your poem, perhaps I'll appreciate it more. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteI do know how you feel..the soft sand is much easier on the feet...but, the rocky coastline brings comfort perhaps, it is a barrier to hold back storms.
DeleteThis is so refreshing! Powerful write :D
ReplyDeleteGlad you felt the sprays..
DeleteSkinned my knees many a time and got back up and skinned them again haha keeps things interesting
ReplyDeletehaha - me too Pat...just have to pick yourself up and keep moving I guess and it does keep things interesting.
DeleteI love the journey from skinned knees to tranquil and healing waters ~ Nature heals the mind, body and spirit ~
ReplyDeleteHi Grace...I think it is the way of life..as we make our way day to day..
DeleteWith that ship on then horizon, billowing sails & all, I thought maybe Captain Patt, another force of nature, might show up. In Hawaii, on the big island, most of the beaches are covered with coral, which cut the hell out of my soles; trouble in paradise. By the by /rest your weary soles/ kind of threw me--did you mean "souls" or more abstractly, "soles" like mine?
ReplyDeleteHi Glenn,
Deletehaha - It is about time for another adventure..maybe next open link..now to answer your question I meant soles as our feet need a rest in the journey and I also meant souls as our spiritual self gets weary and needs respite..so I guess I should have said soles/souls..smiling..I was going to email you, but I couldn't find an address.
the sea can be so serene and then turn... so much like life... lovely thoughts
ReplyDeleteThat is very true..it can be calm and then bring on storms..
Deletethe quiet of sanctuary can heal indeed - lovely write
ReplyDeleteyes, that sanctuary is a place to go...
DeleteGreat reference to skinning your knees on the way to those healing waters. I used to live less than 1/2 mile from the Pacific just south of San Francisco and after a crazy day at work would walk to the cliff above the beach and just sit there and find peace.
ReplyDeleteVictoria, that sounds heavenly...I am sure it helped to find balance.
DeleteThis is beautiful. The third stanza is my favorite. I like that the water waves . . . hello and that what it beckons you to do is to rest your weary "soles" as in your feet, but it could also mean to rest your soul. Peace, Linda
ReplyDeleteit is magical when the waves say hello...the sound is amazing...soles and souls both need rest...I hope you have a restful day...
DeleteOh.. the waves of sea
ReplyDeletewash through refrains of heArt..
where words become phrases of
ancient delight of
Oceans so deep
living as our
soUls..
oh words..
oh spiRit
oh heArt..
oh sand..
oh breeze..
we sing.. a field
a wave.. a particle
drop of life..
we are rain..
a song.. and
ONE
ocean
of LOVE..
wrapped softly
as blanket of NOW..:)
Ah, the man of many words filled with wisdom...I always enjoy your comments..thanks for the wave...
DeleteI think this is my new favourite of yours, my friend. So many things to love, the rocks, the waves, the "making our way to healing waters". No better place to find tranquility than at the shore.
ReplyDeleteHi Sherry,
DeleteSo glad you enjoyed my poem. I am sure that shore is waiting for you my friend.
Just reading this relaxed me.
ReplyDeleteWonderful as always.
thanks Sandra...water can be soothing...
DeleteTruedessa, you superbly bring the Universe of Nature to life with flowing poetry--and I can see, feel, taste and smell from sea to salted air. If I be grateful for each breath, how much more to appreciate all things!
ReplyDeleteWell, you got me to thinking!
Thank you, T.
Hi Steve,
DeleteI was so glad to see you post again. It has been some time since our words have crossed. Thank you!
"Rock/s in the journey"
ReplyDeleteHow true is that? The journey is in going back and forth between The Rock and the distraction of sin. Hopefully we'll eventually grow up and just sit on The Rock for good!
Well, I think life is a continuous learning process so I think we all will fall at some points in the journey.
Deleteoh that makes me yearn for the sea - her tranquility and peaceful rockin of waves... sigh...my knees seem a bit skinned at the moment..smiles
ReplyDeleteClaudia, I hope you heal soon..drink in a bit of nature or in your case paint it on a canvas...have a great weekend.
DeleteThe sea is always an attraction. Seems peaceful but rocking belies the mystery underneath! Great lines Truedessa!
ReplyDeleteHank
The sea is full of mystery and I think we will never understand the full depth of it's magic.
DeleteEach joint holding us together... That's my favorite line.
ReplyDeleteThat which holds us together is important..the very bones of our existence. How are you Blue? Did you see that blue moon it has been glorious?
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