Maybe {poetry}

Artist: Amy Judd

Artist: Amy Judd

maybe in the blanket of night,
I’ll hear the owls gift a song.

maybe in the quiet
of this deafening void, I’ll sing.

maybe I’ll toss a fistful of worry to the stars
and follow the Milky Way to the planet of Believe.

I’ll Believe in the process of seeing, feeling and knowing.
A rhythm and blues, of following my heart.

then maybe, I’ll no longer be blinded
and I’ll see it was all meant to be.


About Carolyn Riker

A creative explorer using the magic of imagination, surfing the sea of understanding and finding bridges to connect it all.
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