My Day Off

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my day off from work
free and calm, at peace with me
as solitude calls

stillness is my choice
thoughts and feelings pass right through
I’m my observer

moving with spirit
I read to be enlightened
I write to release

plants oxygenate
refined breaths reciprocate
a purified space

my soul feels lighter
like the sunshine that gleams in
life’s authentic way.

©2018 Liza Morales

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On the Plane

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In the Sky

the fear is diminishing
from that time
we almost couldn’t land
when landing gears got stuck
as we approached the airport
rumbles and thumping sounds
the aircraft shook a little
sensing something was wrong
I felt uneasy, but
we proceeded to land
at a pretty fast speed
brakes seemed malfunctioned
Laguardia’s runway is short
I thought we were going in the water
balmy hands squeeze arm rests
shutting eyes with anticipation
waiting to see what would happen
Am I going to die now?
No! I didn’t want to think about that
but it kept popping in my mind
it was a battle
I was scared
I was not ready to die
I have so much love left in me
this can’t be it!

but then, there was a moment
a moment of surrender
knowing it was out of my control
as the brakes made shrieking sounds
and the tires, discordant on the grounds
my sister and I gazed in fear
mouth agape
in shock of this reality
Is this it for us?
we began to slide from our seats
from the force of the brakes
the plane struggled to stop
we clenched our eyes
I prayed real hard, then
the screeching sounds ceased
and the plane came to a halt
it felt like I just woke up
from a really bad dream
a traumatic experience
after the pilot confirmed
“there were technical difficulties
with the landing gear”
fearful for twenty years after
wanting to travel
but not by plane
not wanting to take the risk
because next time
technical difficulties
may lead to my death…

until a transition occurred
in me, spiritually
practicing more acceptance
living in the moments
surrendering
releasing my fears
especially of flying
because, you know
I wanna see the world
and how could I do that without flying?
after all,
what’s more beautiful
than flying above the clouds
coursing through blue skies
an aerial intoxication
up high, against gravity
my existence feels different
it feels destined
and purposeful

I continue to fly.

©2017 Liza Morales

Springtide 

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there’s a fragrance that rises

from the decadence of spring

adorned by a theme

of life and revival

a time that dwindles off

the murk of winter

flowers germinate

and the trees redress

greens, lavendar and pink

a gorgeous, pastel painting

the air becomes diaphanous

and the sun comes out to play

revving the zest in spirits

that froze over last season

children’s laughter ring louder

and breezes sing songs of hope

as energies amplify

from the essence of vigor beings

temperatures begin to ascend

in gradual increments

preparing us

for the entrance of summer

but until then,

I’ll revel in this space

of reincarnation

and slow breaths

of the present moment.
       

©2017 Liza Morales