day 46

a stormy time
that shook my core
i felt unraveled
my heart was sore
from lack of faith
a purpose mean
hall of mirrors
in broken dreams.

awoke again
to morning glow
reminder to
follow the flow
around the rocks
and rotten trees
the murky depths
choppy seas
to calmer waters
crystal clean
in many shades
of tourmaline


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Eliza Alys Young, aka CreativEliza, is a free spirit, world traveler, creative expert, and part of multicultural family… Eliza shares her time between the US, Dominican Republic and beyond. When she is not caring for her high-energy kids, writing her poetry or for her blog, creating art or cooking up a storm, she is designing for her own company, Design Intense.

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