Broken crayons can still colour
My crayons used to colour big bold and bright,
Then something happened in my life and took away my light,
Took away the life I’d coloured so bright and had found,
Every word of utter anguish I want to scream but I’m not making a sound.
I’m trying so hard to rebuild my fragmented life,
Sometimes difficult to remember times without worry and strife,
So much to be thankful for but still feeling overwhelming pain,
Trying to remember how to colour with my now broken crayons again.
Everyone else’s crayons seem brighter and stronger than mine,
They seem to face things better than I do, time after time,
If I get lost in this tide of feeling I’ll fail,
How will I inject colour again when all colours appear pale.
Trying to find my rainbow of colour as I go through each trial,
Appreciate the rough edges of my broken crayons and sit with them a while,
I’m frustrated I’m not the person I used to be,
Ill try and be patient, accepting and have trust in me.
Others can’t understand the hurt in my heart,
How I don’t know how to be me anymore makes me feel miles apart,
They can empathise, love me and lend a listening ear,
But the one person I long so much for is no longer here.
Im trying so hard to start afresh this new chapter,
But along my journey its the vibrant colours I struggle to capture,
The unbroken crayons I used to colour with had felt so new and fresh,
My now broken crayons edges now dig into my flesh.
Slow my racing heart, take a breath and just be,
Remember I AM worthy it’s ok to be me,
Others can’t understand what I’ve had to face,
Can’t comprehend the broken crayons in my pencil case.
So I breathe and try to regain my train of thought,
The deep pain within my soul it feels so wrought,
I take my broken crayons to the page, start to colour and let go,
Because broken crayons can still colour give them a chance and let the colours flow.
Your Mindful Moment
Each minute of your life is a single moment,
Each moment of your life then becomes a memory.
Memories we can cherish of happy times in the past,
Or of people no longer with us but their memory still lasts.
We don’t know what lies ahead for us on this journey of life,
Moments of pure joy but also those of pure strife,
The storms can come rolling and fill us with worry and stress,
But we only get one chance to have each moment no more, no less.
Human nature is to dwell on the past hurt and pain,
Whizzing thoughts and emotions repeatedly battering you once again,
But you cannot control what has happened in the past, or what is ahead,
You can only control your own response, your own thoughts going on in your head.
So, let’s try a new mindset and look at this year with a beginner’s mind,
Try and let go of the pain and hurt and focus on the love and kind,
Accept what is happening in this very moment you are in,
And with the practice of mindfulness let your mindful moment begin.
