A New Poem and SoulCollage® Cards

 Last week I held my first SoulCollage® group in a long time.  It felt so good to be together and to make cards.  I intended to make only one (I have so many already, having made them since 2006), but then an image of a volcano came to my hand, and I knew I needed to make a second card. It  sure looks like Kilauea to me.  We were leaving for Hawaii in four days.

Here's what the cards are - sorry for the less than great iPhone picture.

A day or two later I wrote this poem.  It's called The Story.

The story is one

of an unsettled soul.

She lies around,

leafing mindlessly

through a magazine,

or standing in a doorway,

waiting, looking out

at the mist and fog.

Sometimes she crawls

around aimlessly,

wondering how low

she can sink.

 

But somewhere

a volcano is erupting.

Somewhere, the gods

are moving through the earth

with their fiery fingers,

and they will not be stopped.

We cannot control them,

but we can sniff out

the smoke and follow.

 

That’s what she does,

the lost and weary soul.

Out into the haze she steps.

Maybe it is the smell or

maybe the tremors

penetrating from far away

that make her think –

I will bring water to Pele.

That I can do.

We must wait and see how

the story ends, or at least

moves on.

Maybe her offering

will be accepted,

and she will not return

to her room of ennui.

Maybe she will sink back

into herself.

Stay tuned.

 

We are now on the Big Island and will be traveling to Volcano in a week and a half.