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Mine to hold

Mine to hold

Mine to hold

There’s a note you play, that takes me away 

like a whisper, a touch it feels like such 

sweet melody that connects you and me 

close my eyes, feel you near through that sound that I hear 

inside, in my blood, like a flood 

of light to my heart, where do you end and I start? 

 

And I wonder if there’s a place for me 

In your music or your poetry 

Does our rhythm dance within your soul? 

or are you playing in a different key 

looking for a different me 

another heart to make you whole 

are your words not mine to hold 

mine to hold 

 

it’s an echo, that sound, you lost and I found 

a song from your past, written and cast 

like a stone in the sea for your love, not for me 

for the soul that’s apart, ripped from your heart 

still there but yet gone, its for her that you long 

to hold to your skin, touch that place deep within 

 

And I wonder if there’s a place for me 

In your music or your poetry 

Does our rhythm dance within your soul? 

Or do you feel it differently 

Are you looking for a different me 

another heart to make you whole 

your words aren’t mine to hold 

mine to hold 

 

will it ever be mine, that light that you shine 

on the scars across your heart, will we start 

to heal, to find love, to feel 

that note you play, that takes me away 

that whisper, that touch that feels like such 

sweet melody that connects you and me 

 

And I wonder if there’s a place for me 

In your music or your poetry 

Does our rhythm dance within your soul? 

Can you feel it differently 

Or are you looking for a different me 

Another heart to make you whole 

Can your words be mine to hold 

mine to hold 

 

This poem is copyright of Elaine Sturgess, please do not reproduce either in part or full without permission of the author.

Butterfly time…

Butterfly time…

Well I guess the first news is my new website!!

Over the years I’ve written many articles for other websites or publications – this is the first time that I’ve written for something that’s mine. If I’m honest it feels a bit odd to have my own domain name and a place that’s so personal, but perhaps that’s the point, it’s time to just be “me” for a while. After all, the last five years have been largely a journey of personal rediscovery. So that makes this a bit of a butterfly moment.

This place is a home for my story, but also a chance to share in a way what will hopefully help and inspire others. It’s also a launchpad, for the creative part of me that has been hidden for a very long time. It feels good to let that side of me fly.

The picture above is from my travels with my niece Natalie in Peru last year – it was one of those moments when an idea clicks in your head and it has become something of a metaphor. We were high up in the mountains after a long trek – one that took us to the edge of sheer drop to a valley 150 feet below, on a craggy ledge. It felt like standing on the edge of the world; exhilarating – and a little scary. This butterfly was sitting on the stone, soaking up the sun. It stayed there regardless of the people around it – like most of the wildlife in the area, it was unused to the presence of humans. It therefore had no fear. It had not been conditioned or affected by the presence of others, the butterfly was just blissfully able to “be” exactly as nature meant it, unafraid of any consequences of ur presence. And everyone there respected its right to sit there in peace.

Lessons from nature. If we become too afraid of the consequences of our actions, we cannot emerge and be who we really are; we stop ourselves doing what we really want to do. And if we each have respect for everyone else’s right to exist on their own terms and expect the same from them, then we are all much better placed to do that.

It seems simple. Here’s to being a butterfly.

 

Just a Little More Time…

Just a Little More Time…

Letting go is hard to do… so often we remain in the comfort of feelings from the past because it feels safer than facing the fear we have about the unknown path of our future. Unlocking our hearts, removing the barriers that protect us from the pain we have experienced in the past is a leap of faith. It is also the road to freedom:

 

Just a little more time

With a broken heart

For its shattered rhythm

To beat apart

 

Just a little more time

For the wounds to heal

For the scars to form

And start to feel

 

Just a little more time

With the walls in place

To protect from pain

And its cold embrace

 

Just a little more time

Until the light comes in

From the darkest night

Let the day begin

 

Just a little more time

Is fear’s best friend

The future’s promise

That the night won’t end

 

Just a little more time

Is the past’s desire

To fuel its flames

In the present’s fire

 

There is only one time

And in it we are whole

Our scars are the marks

Of our heart and soul

Tender reminders

That we live to love

And now is the time

To rise above

To let go of the past

Let the future remain

An unknown force

Of its own domain

 

The time is now

The moment is this

It’s the air’s caress

It’s the sunlight’s kiss

So take just a little more time

To enjoy right now.

 

This poem is copyright of Elaine Sturgess, please do not reproduce either in part or full without permission of the author.