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| 60th birthday gift from friend and artist, Mardy Bogar |
On this Summer Solstice day... shared with a sense of deep personal accomplishment:
Silver Linings
Generational darkness composed
of unexplored, unexpressed emotions
surfacing primarily as unproductive anger.
She heard it, felt it,
wanted so badly to help make it right.
Layer upon layer
it was pressed upon her,
a burden she thought she had to carry,
that there was no other choice.
There’s an energy to it
that’s embedded in the walls,
the furniture, the air
of the structure that was.
The effects became infused into
her beautiful being.
Yet, there were always beams of lovely light
shining their way through
the ominous clouds that saturated the scene.
Having experienced love and loss,
grief and gratitude,
healing and hope
she recognizes now that
those gloomy storm clouds of her past
are not of her
and she can let them billow away.
It’s not her fault their shadows
found harbor within.
It’s not wrong that she needs
help in order to continue to heal.
There is no danger in
allowing her true self to show.
She knows she doesn’t
need to fully understand
all the origins, the roots of past traumas.
She gleans what she needs,
embraces both sorrows and triumphs
as more pristine, shiny pieces
are discovered,
held and honed.
No matter how dark the skies
silver linings do become available
for the eye to behold
if only one takes the time
and the space to look.
She learned that from them, too.
Generational darkness composed
of unexplored, unexpressed emotions
surfacing primarily as unproductive anger.
She heard it, felt it,
wanted so badly to help make it right.
Layer upon layer
it was pressed upon her,
a burden she thought she had to carry,
that there was no other choice.
There’s an energy to it
that’s embedded in the walls,
the furniture, the air
of the structure that was.
The effects became infused into
her beautiful being.
Yet, there were always beams of lovely light
shining their way through
the ominous clouds that saturated the scene.
Having experienced love and loss,
grief and gratitude,
healing and hope
she recognizes now that
those gloomy storm clouds of her past
are not of her
and she can let them billow away.
It’s not her fault their shadows
found harbor within.
It’s not wrong that she needs
help in order to continue to heal.
There is no danger in
allowing her true self to show.
She knows she doesn’t
need to fully understand
all the origins, the roots of past traumas.
She gleans what she needs,
embraces both sorrows and triumphs
as more pristine, shiny pieces
are discovered,
held and honed.
No matter how dark the skies
silver linings do become available
for the eye to behold
if only one takes the time
and the space to look.
She learned that from them, too.
Sarah Carlson
June 21, 2017
June 21, 2017
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