UnContainable Dreams

I had dreams in the past

That I held onto tight.

Like a child waits for a star

To shoot through the night, 

I waited & wished for it all to come, 

With my heart strongly beating like a drum. 

Then life brought a change, 

Surprising seasons age...

Now Dreams seem too far to touch, 

And my wrinkled hands loosen their clutch. 

My dreams I once tightly carried

Were bottled, corked & buried

Where the light no longer shines bright...

Forgotten and out of sight. 

My hearts became jaded 

As old dreams felt faded. 

Fear forcefully pushed the dirt tightly on top, 

To trap the dream's seed and produce no crop. 

I thought it better to suffocate the seed, 

That to live lonely with doubt & watch it bleed....

But the drumming dream beneath can't be hidden long, 

With it's everlasting joyful song.

The dream's drum cracks the bottle that contains, 

While the sun shines down and Heaven rains. 

Preparing a surface for my dreams to be reborn, 

Where roots grow up and soil is torn. 

The star shoots down and pulls the stem from below, 

Giving life to my dream and making it grow. 

The star I once waited for like a child each night, 

Is giving my dreams a new promise of light.

Art and Poetry by Tabitha Seaton

* A young widow's dreams can not stay bottled up. 

Inspired by new love & hope. 

Sliding and Swaying Faith...

I never wanted to be here in this place I am in

dealing with spinning emotions under my skin.

I am pulled from here to there

my duty calls me to motherly care.

I don't have the strength to answer thier cries

when i am laying here weak with tears in my own eyes.

They look at me with such needy faces

I am pulling my strength to fullfill them from the deepest places.

It takes all I have and I am left with only a crumb of my own

I am needing a meal in peace alone.

I am a mother bird with one single worm

feeding these mouths that continually squirm

is taking the breath out of me till I am worn thin and weak

with no strength to hunt for more to feed my own beak.

These days are so long and I hope to wake up

to a new day as fresh as the coffee in my cup.

Where I will realize all this was my dream

as I happily stir in my sweet cream...

But it hasn't happened yet and I know it never will.

My pain is lonliness and there is no healing pill.

I just keep praying for strength and for His way

but I am too tired now to continually pray.

I need to see something of this faith I hold tight,

but it is hard to see anything in this continual night.

I look all around and hope to feel His hand

or just something that will help me understand.

Why did he put me in this predicament,

I need an answer, a breath, just a hint...

It's just too much for me to keep inside

my faith is feeling on the slide...

God show me your love cause I need it right away

I am a boat lost at sea that is starting to  sway.

Throw me a rope, let a whale swallow me...

whatever it is... I just want to see.

 

 

 

by Tabitha Seaton

a young widow