Breathe.
Little child, who stands by the edge of reason, remember to breathe.
You were not brought here to be alone.
Do not be afraid.
You will not lose foothold against the strong winds.
Just breathe.
Hear your heart.
It tells you the truth which anguish cannot push aside.
Follow your heart.
It will guide you through the soul of darkness.
Heed your heart.
It will keep you sane, even when logic fails you.
Love your heart.
For your heart is who you are.
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Follow-up comment rss or Leave a TrackbackThis has got to be one of the most beautiful pictures yet. It goes well with the poem, also. My favorite picture, by far. (That’s saying a lot since your sunsets and sunrises tend to be so good.)
Esther…What you have written is very beautiful and meaningful. Another fabulous entry from Ishtar.
Esther, this is so poignant and special. The image is very evocative and the poem matches it perfectly. You are a special young woman. Bless you. (((Hugs))) Jo
I can’t help but wonder what you are struggling with, but I am guessing your innermost self responded with this beautiful poem and picture. You are most definitely not alone! Many blessings to you.
On the edge of that gateway to the undeworld, a shamaness channels a loved one’s spirit.
She shepherds the deceased around the afterlife. The underworld, a mirror; she instills the assemmbled berived ones with the resolve to muddle through.
The fog-shrouded wasteland bears a striking resemblance to Osorezan(恐山= Mount Dread), Northern Japan.
I’ll make mine, try and heed your soothingly whispered post.
Respects. Gasshou (合掌)
The photo is beautiful and primitive and lonely. My heart reaches out to the child who seeks to hear the rhythm of her heart, to learn the direction of her life.
The poem is beautiful.
Amazing photo, beautiful prose. The words hit home with me right now because of my 8-year-old.
Esther, you express your inmost feelings in beautiful poetry. Thank you for sharing these poignant words. They touch my heart.
Special words and photo.
beautiful and so true
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