Poem -

Through the weeds...

Through the weeds...

The individual blades combine
to create a thicket of distraction
societal pressures bearing down,
impacting life’s satisfaction. 

A view tainted & distorted
as the weeds, they swish and sway
clear vision obscured and cloudy
as the sunlight is choked away.

Breezes part the blades enough
to reveal an untarnished splendor,
providing an unmistakable high
better than any night-time bender.                           

It’s a high-voltage spiritual boost
the mind pivots quickly to peace-
stress dissipates with break-neck speed
and all worry finds complete release.

The scene is one of amplified beauty
a glimpse filled with wonder and awe;
peace overcoming every sense…
creation without blemish or flaw.

Push them aside for another peek
do whatever might work best…
trample, chop or uproot the weeds
to squelch the persistent unrest. 

For waiting on the other side,
once we can clearly see
is the divine painter’s masterpiece…
utopian eternity.

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Jacki Goebel

"Veiled" is a good word for it!  I find myself having a tough time ferreting through the weeds sometimes, focusing on the to-do's instead of smelling the roses along the way...  Greatly appreciate your support, my dear, as your talent is very respected.  Thanks!*!*!

Jacki

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Leah Yodico

Hi Jacki   I am pinning this ### nice write ##

Xoxo 

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