A Poem: Blue

You know you can lose things
in the blue.

Things that have outstayed their welcome,
like worry and angst.

You can hang yourself upside down,
watch your pockets empty;

or take a jump right up
and scatter things about like leaves.

And some things on losing,
are not worth the finding and retrieving.

Some things, like winter lows
need a blue sky arriving to send them sideways.

And when the sun shines,
like the golden haired heroine she is –

well, there is much that we keep
meant for burning.

Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
August 2020


‘The soul always knows what to do to heal itself.
The challenge is to silence the mind.’
– Caroline Myss


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