What the Island Told Me

A year ago today, I stood on the edge of the caldera over looking Thirasia.

I was in Santorini

I was with my friend.

I celebrated and reflected. 

I inhaled the oceans breath

and I fell deeper into myself

re-emerging from the sea

inhaling the spirit of the island.

This was no longer a dream.

In time the heart heals and experience drapes our backs with a cape of gold.  I live this  life, with the intention of imprinting the earth with my unique spirit.

As I look deeper within I see the shadows of myself, and realise without the dark there is no light, the light I  hold deep within my soul.

I am grateful for the year I have just lived, more so than any other year

I am alive

THE FLOW OF LIGHT

I twitch my toes
and shake my foot
I cross my fingers
to catch the hope
I count my breaths
to ten and back
I miss my mothers family
and hold my heart
I dream of darkness
and deny the light
I fight with the space
and fear to let go