Divine Light
Aimee Treakle, Friends of Guest House, May 28, 2020
I stare at her reflection.
Caught in the spark of spirit twinkling in her eyes.
The skin sags, the smile twists, but the eyes… The eyes shine with the soul within.
Windows to an innocent heart.
My very own piece of divine light.
Dreams
Aimee Treakle, Friends of Guest House, May 28, 2020
Dreams, fantasies dancing in the dark.
Puzzles piecing together in my consciousness.
Bitter memories flowing into sweet lessons.
Building blocks for a sounder morning.
Dark past translating into tomorrow’s take to be told.
NOW
Aimee Treakle, Friends of Guest House, May 22, 2020
Now I am quiet
sitting still as the
sands fall.
Now I am waiting
for a new day to
come bright with
a new future.
-Aimee Treacle
NEXT
Aimee Treakle, Friends of Guest House, May 22, 2020
Next is the idea of
what has not yet become
it is all that will be
but next leaves behind
all that is and was.
For a long time I lived
with no concept of next
and only recently have
I been able to grasp
the concept of
the existence of
tomorrow.
-Aimee Treacle
Make of Me
Aimee, Contessia, Tarkeshia, Chazcie, Ayla, Candace, Friends of Guest House, May 7, 2020
Make of my mind a fertile field
Where I cultivate beautiful ideas.
Make of my mind a calm sea
Where I can find me.
Make of my adventure
Where I go to explore.
Make of my life a beginning.
Make of my journey
So I can travel the right direction.
Make of my essence for
It is ready.
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