GLASS

A poem about light, dreams, and nourishing the seeds you carry

Here is the audio accompaniment for this poem:

Capturing sun’s light

In the palm of my hand

Through a looking glass,

All Phoenix firelight and warmth,

Ribbons of warm colors within.

Asking what message

Spirit has for me,

An owl soars with wings outstretched,

A beacon of inner trust in Intuition,

Quiet and full of purpose.

She brings encouragement,

Food for hearts and souls.

Keep Loving , and keep feeding

Your Dreams, she calls.

Keep feeding your seeds ~

The world needs the beauty they are growing!

~ poem by Karen Szklany

*Inspired by Beth Kempton’s #tinyautumnpoem challenge