From the Ashes

From the Ashes

Sometimes it is a miracle,
that the cracked house still stands.
Exfoliated paint has dimmed,
the always lively outer walls.
Crumbled wall joints have given,
the luxury estate a poor appearance.
The door hangs in the frame,
showing the many break ins,
this house has had to endure,
and when entering,
the emptiness proves the robberies,
of this dilapidated mansion.
Antique pink walls hint the past,
of parties with women in fancy dresses,
drinking champagne and cocktails,
whose spirits now haunt,
this desolated, empty place.
Where have they gone, I wonder?

A painting falls down the wall,
one from the baroque period,
that surprisingly still shows,
every detail of the painters work.
I am lost in this castle,
with its empty spaces and walls,
and the many cobwebs,
covering the ceiling –
even the spiders have left.
There is nothing left for me,
and a little bird on the window sill,
tells me it is time to leave.

Against all the voice,
telling me to say goodbye,
there is one asking me to stay,
for even a house in this broken state,
has a chance of coming back to life.

Love is a force,
with unbreakable strength,
that can make a flower bloom,
in the middle of the winter.
When you collect this force,
that is deep within your heart,
miracles will begin to happen,
and even an old dilapidated house,
can arise from its ashes!

Self – Care

Self – Care

As my hand strikes across my skin,
the oil pours into my soul,
as a well needed refreshment.
I can feel my skin breathe again,
pulling my depressive mind,
out of the thick black fog,
it has resided in for so long.

Sometimes we need to look,
at the person deep inside of us,
ask her what she needs to live,
to feel loved and cared for.
We need to embrace who we are,
and what we look like,
instead of punishing the beauty,
that we so evidently cannot see.

Look in the mirror and witness,
the beauty you already possess.
Instead of looking at your imperfections,
teach yourself to look at the assets of yourself,
that define your inner soul,
and make your whole being shine,
like the look in your eyes or a smile.

When we look at our own beauty,
we appreciate what we have been given,
allowing us to live a more positive life.
Self-care is the love we give to ourselves,
to rejuvenate us, embrace us,
and value the beautiful souls we are.

Self-care is the most precious gift,
we can ever give to ourselves,
and to the One who created us.
So, whenever you feel unloved,
begin to love yourself,
and your mind and soul will heal itself.

 

 

A life well loved!

A life well loved!

A life lived without love,
would kill the strongest flower,
but surrounded by love,
even the smallest flower shall bloom.
In order to give our love,
we need to receive it as well.
It is a vicious circle,
that we desperately need to survive.
We find love through companionship,
through a gentle touch,
or a simple conversation.
In order to really love in life,
we need to look around,
and love each other.

Just like flower petals,
wrapping themselves around one another,
that is how I need you,
to wrap your arms around me.
For my emotions to be unlocked,
I need your love to fill me up.
Overwhelm me with your presence,
however small or fragile it may be,
and I will smile again,
breathe again,
and live again!

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In the silence of today!

In the silence of today

For years I kept on going,
step by step,
breath after breath,
without thinking,
without contemplating,
but simply in faith,
in love,
caring for others.

The simplicity of life,
was not that simple.
The difficulties of life,
almost brought me down.
If it wasn’t for your love,
I would have crumbled,
but now,
I have to learn to love,
myself.

For years I kept on going,
without anybody by my side,
no one was applauding,
or simply noticing,
the hard work I did.

Only you,
in the depth of your heart,
noticed with your blue eyes,
the love I gave each hour,
each day,
each month,
until there was no more love to give.

In the silence of today,
I wonder,
where the time has left,
my love,
my heart,
my soul.

In the silence of today,
I know,
I gave it all to you!

As a qualified nurse I used to work in retirement homes and nursing homes, taking care of the elderly with all the love I had inside of me. The last five years of my mother’s life I helped her wherever I could, again with all the love inside of me! I am a caretaker, someone who delights in helping others, even though I cannot do it anymore, due to fibromyalgia. It is still an essential part of who I am. Initially I wrote this poem about me.

But then I reread it and thought of all the doctors and nurses who work so hard ever single day to safe lives. To safe people from the coronavirus. And suddenly this poem was no longer about me, but about them. Relentlessly working around the clock to safe lives with all the love in their heart!

So, to all the doctors, nurses, medical staff and everyone else who works selflessly and relentlessly every single day for us! Thank you! Know that you are seen! Know that you are appreciated! Know that you are loved!