I Woke Up
Poetry
Walking into the Future
“Let yourself be silently drawn
by the deeper pull of what you
truly love.” – Rumi
What is calling you forth?
If you cannot see that vision of your future self
follow that which brings you to life
where tears of feeling pool in your eyes
your heart so full that
even the water from the faucet
flows out in slow motion.
© Ali Grimshaw
Your Numbers
What does it mean, the number you are?
Pounds or password,
23rd in line before your turn,
zip code, blood pressure, days traveled,
the years you have managed to
stay alive or times you have kept your mouth shut.
Texting mishaps, trips to the store, loves lost.
You may think these numbers
have power to direct your life.
Upside down thinking at its best.
This code of numbers is yours alone.
Deciphering it requires desire
not a Hollywood mastermind.
You have always known the way out.
© Ali Grimshaw
Please make space for peace inside of you.
What is Left of You
The running shoes you left behind
positioned like you evaporated from them
angled as if deserted mid-step
have me wondering
were you ready
to move on to an unknown life
stuffing skills and memories in a backpack
experiences overflowing from unzipped pockets
your back receding into the distance
I have learned the answer to
Are you ever ready?
© Ali Grimshaw
Leadership from the Heart
Step away from this dark corner
let your heart lead the way.
Thinking in a box of fearful thoughts
afraid of the other,
leads to imprisonment with defined edges,
slashing at silhouettes that only appear
as the enemy.
Walk away from this shadow
follow the music of trust in love.
What you think is the opposition
is only just another
scared and searching
no different than the face in
your bathroom mirror each morning.
© Ali Grimshaw
Open-minded – Discovery Challenge
What Next?
When the questions hurt,
air thick with despair.
join together.
link your hearts.
© Ali Grimshaw
Traveling
You may believe that I am with you
facing the sea side by side.
Yet I am hidden away
oceans from this place,
traveling without a suitcase.
My vessel left behind.
I don’t need a ship to carry me
to the places I am visiting.
© Ali Grimshaw
Let Me Be Your Music
I will sing you comfort when your voice forgets the notes.
I will sing you a clearing in the forest,
a place to feel the warm sun on your back.
I will sing you courage for days when you
need to hear the music again.
© Ali Grimshaw
Go With The Flow
Days crammed full
each minute a block on the calendar
filled to overflowing. Blocks tumble.
The dam bursts
spilling forth an unimaginable surge
carrying you away to a place
beyond time. Float with it or
swim toward shore?
Surrendering
to the current,
this is new.
© Ali Grimshaw
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