Good morning glass castle
My lessons await you
Morning arrives with
The hope of salvation
While bearing witness to
The bias of fear
Love moves me forward
Until mirrors reveal
A critical eruption
Pouring out of each crevice
A display of life’s changes
Censured layers
Offer mixed-up emotions
Misconceptions advance
While wisdom encourages
Grace offered gently
Marred moments release
An offer of existence
Bestowed with gifts
Once accepted
Creation continues
Hi Susan. Love moves me forward as well. The love of writing for me. Always challenging myself. Great poem.
Susan, Your words gift us with images and they touch our heat. Beautiful Ink!
I discovered a new talent by you Susan and that is writing poetry and you are a talented poet.
Great meaning in your poem.
Reading this “Love moves me forward” reminded me of what I wrote on my @BIZCATALYST “Moving creativity forward”.
Loves moves you and creativity moves me both of us forward. How about creativity with love?