I return to Old Wisdom
It seems fresh
I return to my footsteps
They are still there
Praise God I am not alone
This world would be too hard
The waters pour life into us
We need only to be together
Take me on your journey
Tell me stories of your past
I will listen with an open heart
I will see your reflection
Give to me your wisdom
You are not alone
My footsteps are near
Whisper then closely
What will bring you to tears
We need only to be together
Author: Heather Mirassou
I am a writer and poet. I am a Hippie at heart and cowgirl in spirit. I am kind, compassionate, loving and loyal and I am all forgiving.
I accept and love all people, of all creeds, religions, color, sexual orientation and any other characteristics that are non-conforming to society’s mold.
I am quiet in a crowd but speak volumes in my writing. It has given me a voice, when sometimes, I could not even speak.
Writing gives me the freedom to be “ME”. It is my most natural and comfortable state. Writing to me, is as essential as breathing.
I have two stellar and spectacular sons. Brandon and Trevor, ages 32 & 25. Being their mother is one of my greatest achievement of my life. They give me so much to live for. They inspire me, invigorate me and challenge me. They love me unconditionally. They have given me a fresh breath of life, when I’ve thought I had no breath left. They have faith and belief and remind me, that I can achieve any dream, any dream at all.
I love to be outdoors. The beach is my favorite place to be. I can skip, run, fly a kite, gather shells and rocks, be romantic, be calmed by the waves and at peace with the ocean. The mountains beckon me with wonder, I become one with the earth. Nature engulfs me, mind, body and spirit.
I treasure my family and friendships both new and old. I receive gifts of experience, wisdom and love on a daily basis from those closest to me.
In writing my poetry, I draw within the reflection of my soul. I write of beauty, of desire, of hope, of nature. I write some dark and some light. Some sad and some funny. Some old memories, some new. I write poetry of courage, defeat, dying and resurrection.
I write about my life experience, my challenges, my dreams, my accomplishments, dreams not yet lived. I write of love, intimacy, vulnerability and sometimes subtle, erotic poetry. I write about my impression and observation of life and people living amongst me.
I am forever changing on my life pendulum. With it, my poetry is changing and is a reflection of my soul.
Thank you for visiting, My Poetry Soul Closet. I hope you leave with a warm heart, an open mind and kindred spirit.
I hope my poetry somehow affects your impression of life, love and people.
With a Smile,
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