Sunday Muse #200
Molding lives
Self and the other half of the womb
In tiny cells of conscious effort
Each day is taken in halves
Trying to fill them with bits and pieces
A tired body adjusting
On a blank canvas
Filling it with colors
Blue, pink, green, yellow, and many more.
The extended umbilical cord stretching
Mending all the broken passages of time
Life is a palette
Filled with many possibilities
Either get stuck in the pain or move ahead and
Accept the challenges with a smile.
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This is poignant, beautiful, and full of truth. I love this Sunita and I can feel the grief of loss within the lines. Thank you so much for joining us for the 200th Muse with all you have going on in your life. Take care my friend. 💜
ReplyDeleteThis brought me near tears.
ReplyDeleteThe message in your poem resonates … cheers!
ReplyDeleteI especially love those closing lines which really speak to me today. They made me smile. Thank you.
ReplyDelete"Each day is taken in halves" - great.
ReplyDeleteSo true "either stay in the pain or movew ahead". You end with a positive message. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteGood advice, all of it, Sunita.
ReplyDeleteThere really are only two ways to go with pain. Beautiful poem.
ReplyDelete"A tired body adjusting
ReplyDeleteOn a blank canvas"
Wonderful poem!!