I am hoping to move house soon and have been sorting through stuff to try and whittle down all the gubbins I have accumulated over the years.
I found a poem that I wrote some years ago, but it still rings true at times.
Sitting in dappled shade
A strong breeze moves the trees
Casting a million patterns of light
on the grass before me.
I would like to read
I would like to write
and yet you bring me to sleep.
Is this why I am seldom still?
For when I am, you bring me to sleep.
My mind is filled with words and
yet I find it so hard to speak or write.
The sky above me is blue as blue.
Of what am I afraid?
How can I rest in who I am?
Help me to find the happy child in me.
I’m still inclined to fall asleep if I sit still for too long, but I allow myself that rest, in the knowledge that what I have achieved that day will suffice.
However, it means that I get behind with following all the wonderful comments that come with the daily blog. I just run out of time.
The sky above me is still blue as blue today and it is becoming easier to find the happy child in me.
I hope all the dear Moodscopers will be able to spend time with their ‘happy child within’
Waves and smiles to all. Love,
Another Sally xx
A Moodscope member.