Day 13: Landscape

a poem a day in the month of may

Friends,

This was a first for me—closing my eyes and typing out the poem as I pictured the landscape. It was a really beautiful exercise, and brought up emotions that I wouldn’t have found with my eyes open, seeing the words come across the screen.

Instead, I simply pictured it—the land, stretching.

I encourage you to keep stretching yourself with these prompts, finding new ways to write, to expand your thinking, to come to these words with open hearts.

Onward!

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Landscape

I closed my eyes, 

trying to picture it,

to see the never-ending

shape of land mass

stretching and stretching

far beyond me.

I could see it, but only in what

my mind’s eye could imagine.

It’s not the real thing,

no the real beauty of a

stretching and stretching land,

a never-ending picture

of what it means to feel

the pulse of Mother Earth.

A landscape is more than

an idea, but a chance to dream.

So I close my eyes

and picture this landscape,

and wonder what it means

to dream of a day, a month, a year,

when there are no boundaries

around my belonging or my freedom.

I dream of a world in which the oppressed are free,

where fear is gone,

where we are all healed.

Maybe there, the landscape

is simply the stretching on and on

of our joyful, sacred hearts.