All written at some point by Sarah Dawn.

 

Faery Forest Wanderer

Through the Faery Forest I wander

For here my mind is free to ponder

By the evergreen trees I kneel

Connecting with nature is how I heal.

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In Between Worlds

Immersed by trees I dance with the fae

Vibrant and alive I enjoy every day

In society it's in the shadows I pine

Their selfish needs are greater than mine

I'm a pawn in their sadistic game

Without nature I'd never be the same

I know how to be happy it's not what they market

But I still show up and act on the set

In order to get through another day

So I can be back at the woods to return to play.

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A Different View

I wish that you could see life

the way that I do.

Don't you know you'd be happy

with a different view?

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The Ocean

She said, 'I question everything

I look beyond the deep

It can be a dangerous place to live

Drowning under the thrashing waves

But I often find it's worth it

To see things so intertwined

Flowing and connecting

Forming the patterns of our lives

The gift I pretend to hate

Is the most precious one can receive

Fill yourself up with compassion

And you'll be sent twice that back

I'd like to see I you could live it

Then maybe you will see why

I would never want to see the ocean

Just as the ocean through my eyes.'

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Freedom

All she ever wanted

All she ever desired

Was to be free

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Great Conversation

Great conversation

Two words twist and torment

Gently I shrug them but behind it all

My rough tongue presses hard

On the roof of my mouth

Tears gather behind my eyes

Just like under my sleeves

Where I'm digging my nails

While my thoughts whisper

I'm fragile, I'm weak.

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Another knot on my belt

Never forget what we said

I collect these phrases

It's just two words

Means nothing to them

I look back at it still

With tinted glasses

How can I still not see

It was myself in the mirror

All along and I couldn't sense

That it was the view of myself

That was tying those knots.

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Nothing matters

All I ever need to please is myself

So why am I never good enough?

I can lose many but what does it matter?

My opinion is the only one that should gather

Thoughts of certainty

Complete authenticity

Time deletes all of it anyway

So why should it matter?

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Sacred places

Painful, hollow, withering

The torments of my mind

Into the lonely woods

A safe and secret find.

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Wounded, pained, detached

Fearful of what to say

Grass between my fingertips

Outside is where I pray.

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Longing, waiting, pacing

Socks on dewy ground

Turn back to face the truth

Of a new beautiful sound.

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Vulnerable, honest, raw

Heartfelt tears must fall

Open arms to catch the broken

Break down the surrounding wall.

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Looking Up

There is beauty all around us

Look up high and you will see

The clarity of your being

You are right where you need to be.

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Take control

Forever you flow,

from one source, 

but mind and bodies,

become tormented.

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Gently crashing,

yet fiercly calm,

wake up young sailor

capsized by waves.

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Emerge a captain,

see the beauty,

one body, one mind,

one universe.

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Grass Is Greener

Take me to California,

where the fire in the sky,

gently warms Venice diamonds,

and the ocean smiles with every wave.

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Only then I shall tell you,

the truth of how in love I am,

with the entire natural world,

and it's eternal, mysterious beauty.

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But until then I must stay,

in the deep haze of grey,

where frost always lingers,

and my heart pines a little longer.

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