Prometheanne: Teaser Poem #6

It’s looking like the book may not drop until Friday or Saturday, but with the holiday maybe that’s a good thing. Hang in there, y’all. And Happy Thanksgiving!!

ransom me from my own thoughts.
snatch me from my shadow’s savage grip;
rekindle my shivering heart.

offer me wide open skies,
fields sun-warmed and vast, right to the horizon
where hazy purple mountains await our cobalt dreams.

poke holes in my self-doubt
and fill the gaps with everything you are.
love me brightly back to solid ground.

Everyone needs that voice in their life, the loving presence who can always bring us back to center. I thank my lucky stars for mine every day.