Fractured Soul Becoming Whole

When souls are fractured
Torn apart
What happens to the human heart?

When heaven splits it
From itself
What choices left to heal and health?

So isolated
Far from source,
What is left as a soul’s recourse?

To bide its time
Await the day
For life to show a brand new way

And gradually
Be withdrawn
As halves repairing what was torn

Step out into a bright new day
As one again
Rebirth attained

Copyright October 2014 – Robin McShane


Love Abounds

Writing poetry can be a healing art
So, all my hurts be said,
‘Tis time to write, begin anew,
Start a brighter thread.

Sun is shining, nature thrives,
Cycles roll their rounds.
Winter’s cold brings sharper days,
Love around me abounds.