Crosses in the Whirlwind
(hold tight)
written by: sidonamarie
@sidonamarie
thoughts and
dreams,
dreams and
thoughts—
a whirlwind that winds
within our minds
alarming, debating,
and reflecting
about traumas and missteps,
about mistakes and slights,
that bite at our spirit
to become
our burdens—
our crosses
that cause us
to lose courage
or move too fast
out of fear—
so slow down
your steps and breathing,
be mindful of your soul
and who you are truly,
then through the thorns go,
holding tight
to our Father’s
strong and gentle hand
and watching carefully
for those briers,
brambles, and brushwood
that cause us
to forget our heart
and that soon the thicket
will turn to green grass
with wildflowers
in full bloom at last
I have written poetry since 1977. I am a teacher first and poet second. In 1983, I graduated from Western Michigan University with a BA in English with an emphasis in elementary education. I taught for a few years and life happened. I needed to stay home to care for my son with asthma and some immune system issues. In 2003, I became a teachers aide and did that for 12 years. Now I am substitute teaching in that same elementary school. My children are grown. My son is a farmer/poet. My daughter is a classical saxophonist and working toward a degree in music performance and education.
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