Title of Poem
Singing My Own Song
My Inspiration
I am an artistan, Reiki practitioner, and published author. One night when I was unable to sleep I climbed out of bed and took pen in hand during the wee hours of the morning and wrote this poem. I am also a sufferer of RSD (Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy) who manages my pain with an openess toward learning about various healing arts.
My Original Poem
I want to sing my OWN song.
I want to sing it well.
I want to dance my OWN dance;
Dance the whole night through.
Until first light.
Watch the sun announce the
Beginning of a new day;
Rejoice in the mystery of it.
I want to grab ahold of life,
As if it were a tree
In full bloom;
Shake it a bit,
Letting the blossoms
Fall upon my head;
Feeling their silkiness
Caress my face.
Feel the earth beneath
My bare feet.
Run in and out of the waves
The ups and downs that life
Presents;
the adventures, the
Sorrows, the joys, ALL OF IT
I want to embrace it all.
I want to live my life with no regrets
Leaving no stone unturned.
Yes, I want to sing my own song well,
With a heart full of joy
Spilling over onto every life I touch.
Experience the woods ablaze with
The mosaic of the reds and golds of Autumn,
And the breath-taking beauty of the Sun
Slipping below the horizon.
I want to bask in the afterglow
Until the last sigh.
Lessons Learned
- Writing and reading poetry has the potential to comfort.
