Month: Apr 2021

NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 30

Full Circle (Part 2)

When you come to the end,
and close the circle,
and you see it’s a spiral,
and you hope that you’re rising,
and not always falling,
and you look at the answers,
and all of the questions,
you found on your journey,
and the morning is breaking,
and the summer is coming,
and you still have no answers,
there are no conclusions
but you know you’ll keep asking.

Linda Rushby 30 April 2021

NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 29

Change

And as the light returns,
and warmth returns,
you know
that all is change
and everything is process:
progress or decline,
it’s all the same
until we label it.

From beating heart
and thinking mind
to ash and mud;
the fire and earth
will get us in the end.

And all we have are
spaces in between:
the dark and light;
the there and here;
the then and now;
the you and me.

Everything else
is fantasy,
the dreams in which
our lives are lived.

Linda Rushby 29 April 2021

NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 28

Destiny

Look back, and see
the paths emerging
from the origin,
the point where all began
and all that happened
seems inevitable,
predestined.

But don’t be fooled;
there is no Destiny,
no mighty hand to guide you on your way,
it’s just a story that we tell ourselves
to make this living bearable.

Look forward;
nothing is immutable.
There is no clarity from this point on;
the paths of chance and choice
twine round each other
and themselves.

The web of causes
that you think you know,
may be disturbed
by action or mishap,
the balance may be lost,
and new effects, new fates
reset your path.

Look around you,
at the world that is,
and make your choices
take your chances
open up your arms
to what may follow.

Linda Rushby 28 April 2021

NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 27

Full Circle (Part 1)

When the circle is complete again,
the Goddess shines her face upon the world.
Now we cannot cower in the shadows,
we feel her gaze upon us, fixed, immutable,
except within the patterns that we see.

We think we know her schedule; everything
dictated by the movements of the sky,
predictable and regular.

We do not know the storms and traumas,
that have shaped her;
the crashing rocks, the raging solar winds,
the birth and death of stars,
the aeons passed,
and all those yet to come.
We only see her scars,
and think her now at peace.

Yet we who measure time on different scales
arrive and leave like mayflies, dancing
on a summer’s day,
and think our lives important.

Linda Rushby 27 April 2021

NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 26

The Gamble

Creation is hard.
It never comes easy,
except when it does,
when words bubble up
and beg to be written
you cannot ignore them.

You ride on their current
without knowing where
they come from, or where
they will take you.

To make something new
in this world
is risky.
The fire you light
may consume you,
or hiss into nothing.

Those are the outcomes
that none can predict,
the gamble that no one can call:
to trust your instinct,
or blow out the fire.

Linda Rushby 26 April 2021

NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 25

Advice

‘You do know, don’t you?’
the Wise Man said kindly,
‘All creative people
struggle,
it’s part of the package.’

Remember the hope
that burns and scars?

You can search for the river
and wait for the boat,
to ride on the current
of peace and contentment,

Or get up each morning
and grasp the spark,
to burn yourself
a little more.

Linda Rushby 25 April 2021