On my walk this morning
around the lake that’s heard me
cry, laugh, mourn, and celebrate
I fell
legs in a front-and-back gymnastic pose
and breathed out a small white cloud
I rose
back on my feet like a long jumper
and avoided leaving a trail mark on the snow
I walked
and a man dusting snow off the windshield
pretended he didn’t notice
I looked
to my watch for distance—proof
I didn’t hole up all day wrestling a character
On my way back this morning
from the lake that’s heard me
talk and sing to myself
I stopped
responding to the chattering calls
magpies perched up high, refusing my camera
I listened
to the light wind tossing snow into dance
its song so clear it shattered the ice in my gut
I praised
a soft landing, deep snow beneath
sky above a colour of glory
I wrote
the message down:
This is the year I stop ghosting my dreams.
These lines are worth several reads…
“I listened
to the light wind tossing snow into dance
its song so clear it shattered the ice in my gut
I praised
a soft landing, deep snow beneath
sky above a colour of glory
I wrote
the message down:
This is the year I stop ghosting my dreams.”
I’m sure all of us have fallen in the snow, and have been immediately humbled about gravity by it. I’m glad you’re going to stop ghosting your dreams. Prayerfully, I’ll get there one day.
So happy the lines landed, Tre. Falling (literally and metaphorically) is humbling. 🙂 And yes, please, let’s stop ghosting our dreams!
Yes Khaya I’m with you on this commitment: “This is the year I stop ghosting my dreams.” Let’s go… let’s get it!!!!
So happy to hear this, Dawn. Let’s go! 🙂
What a wonderful lake to take your daily walks around…Yes indeed, clarity does come in the morning. Your poem is a beautiful affirmation of your resolve to not ‘ghost your dreams’.
Thank you, Laura. Hope you’re having a restful Easter break.
That’s exactly how I feel about this year too. I’m not going to put things off anymore. I want to intentionally go after my dreams. Great poem!
I’m glad you feel this way too. Here’s to being intentional! And many thanks for popping by; much appreciated.
Beautiful and relatable as always, Khaya. Here’s to showing up for our dreams! ❤️
You’re one of the people who help me see how I can show up for myself more. Thank you, Natalie for just being you. <3
That line about the lake hearing everything… that’s powerful. Some places really hold our stories more than people do.
Thank You Khaya💥