Frozen Words

Like an icicle hanging from the branch of a tree, your words have stayed and lingered and bit me as they clung.

Love you. Miss you.  Want you. Need you.

The base of the ice, where it anchors in my heart.

Love me. Need me. Show me. Leave me.

The dagger’s point, that clamors at my soul.

And like the icicle on the branch, there are only two ways for which your words will leave me, let me go and release me.

By slowly melting and stinging as it drips down my trunk, drops seeping to my core.

Or by breaking loose, taking pieces of me with it and leaving shards of splintered ice and birch and promises on the ground.

However the words leave, they will. And as the ice melts and breaks and washes away, so too does the essence of you.

There may be scars left behind or words splattered on the ground, but there is a spring to cleanse it away.  To bud new leaves and bark and a clean place for rain to fall – and perhaps freeze again.

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Yours truly,

Erin Terese

Renewal

The Daily Post issued a Photo Challenge asking bloggers to share a photo of what Renewal looks like to them.

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Life is all about timing.  If you ask any one person the same question during different times in their life, you will most likely receive very different answers.

Over the weekend I went on a short trip to Palm Springs with a girlfriend of mine.  We both had a three day weekend and were in desperate need of a mini getaway.  Luckily, it didn’t take long before the fresh air, beautiful scenery and friendly locals had us smiling from ear to ear.  While our bodies were tired from exploring, our minds were alert and thriving on the beauty around us and wonderful conversation.  Before leaving the hotel, we decided to lay by the pool in our clothes and let the sun wash over us.  Grateful for the trip and our shared joy, we laid back and let the sun shine upon us, bathing us in her beauty.

As I reclined in my lounge chair, spirit soaring with peace and renewed energy, I snapped this shot.

Yes, this is renewal.  Fresh air. Nature. A good friend. Sunshine.

Yours truly,

Erin Terese