Just Muddling Through!

Just Muddling Through!


I've been gone for a while, but I'm back now and want to try to start keeping up with this blog more. I've learned a lot and want to try to figure it all out, and integrate it into my life, instead of just a "lesson learned".

Therefore, we say a fond farewell to Zin! (Yeah, that's me.) She stepped out from the hidden world and made her voice heard for the first time. She walked in places that would have normally never been seen for lack of bravery and self-esteem. She has lived this chapter of her life well. Now it is time to put Zin to rest. And watch as another is reborn in her place, a little wiser, a little more sure, and with a little bit more fire.

Goodbye Zin! (Yes, that's me) May you rest peacefully in the storybook from whence you came, and may the new phoenix arise and make you proud.

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Sunday, July 31, 2011

Dare I Breathe? Dare I Hope?



Poetry - Hope, Dreams


A little slow and off at the beginning, but it's been a while, so I'm not devastated!  Free Verse.  And the slow unveiling of a distant dream and a woman fights to breathe and to live....and most of all....to fly.


Zin


Dare I Breathe?  Dare I Hope?


Dare I breathe?  Dare I hope?  
For too long now, the page has been stark white
A bloodied wound begging to be healed
A barren soil with no fruit to nurture
Those tears that have fallen,
Have been shed in empty woes
For not a word of it has been drawn
For anyone else to know


Deep within I feel her rise
Dare I breathe?  Dare I hope?


Like a dream I look to the paper
The white blinding my soul,
But within the light, I see a shadow
A hand reaching, slowly stretching


Trembling
Dare I breathe?  Dare I hope?


I look to the pages that all came before,
Weaving this world with words,
But not a one do I see,
nor will I find
For this has remained


Within me.  
Dare I breathe?  Dare I hope?


The long, delicate fingers
That reach out of that light,
Bend and they twist
And dance once more do they!


Oh, what ecstasy!  Oh, what a delight!
I feel her move.  
I feel her rise.
No more to remain
Only with me,
She raises her head,
It's her time to live!


Raise your head, dear Rain,
Hold it up high!
For here, sweet Rain,
I dare to breathe!
I dare to hope!


And so I dare to fly!


And when I fly...


So Will You!


7.30.2011
C.S.Haynes (Zin)


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