It’s a steep one, little (but fierce) one—
The hill yonder;
Much too steep for you,
so you best stay in the fields.
But, “No!” you say
“There are crests in the most
zest-emptied of places that need
climbing—that’s the only way
to reach our dreams & stars!”
To many, you’re just skin & bone,
Can’t amount to much all on your own—
Can’t they see the kindred soul
& shakti* that beams beneath?
(the rest of this poem can be read here.)
Thanks for publishing my poem, Catherine Ghosh! ♥ If you’re a spiritual poetess, feel free to submit your work to Journey of the Heart: Women’s Spiritual Poetry here.
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