I released the anchors around a heart
that long tied me to a clouded past,
to heartache, need or suffering,
unknotted sturdy ropes that bound me
to a dock of mournful memories.
I've felt the churning chaos of life's storms,
wild whitecaps of my search for self,
endured those times I was becalmed,
adrift in open ocean without breeze
or sight of islands of safe refuge.
But now, as if by heaven's gift
I feel the westerlies begin to rise,
to clear ghostly cobwebs from the deck;
winds fill crisp white sails to billowing,
and give gentle lift to my silvered hair.
I see myself standing at the helm
with new confidence and clarity,
a bright vision in my eager eyes
of inspiring ports of call to find
before this life's journey ever ends.
With prayers to some universal source
as I set my course for parts unknown,
I imagine new horizons I will find
and give thanks for all my future joys.
My most sincere thanks to each of the following groups for featuring this image:
DIGITAL REALISM - ANNE
3 A DAY WAITING ROOM ART - PAMELA
ALL SEASONS LANDSCAPES - NADINE AND BOB
VISUAL VOICE - ANNIE
SARASVATI GALLERY - NICLA
ARTISTIC INNOVATIONS - M AND L CREATIONS
PLEASING THE EYE - JEFF
3 A DAY GREETING CARDS - SYLVIA
SIGNATURE STYLE ART - SHARON
MOTIVATION MEDITATION INSPIRATION - BARBARA
� Lianne Schneider December 2011
January 27th, 2012
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