The poems on this page and some others were written by Isabella Wesoly in between juggling family/studies/work as a single mum after 20 years of marriage (and 5 children). Some poems are written for people I came to know in Cyber space, a place that was akin to walking in a very strange land at first for her, but Isabella thanks each one for 'walking' those paths with her, Those Cyber friends helped her feel welcome and assuring her that our home is all around us ALL
as the awesome journey continues, Isabella is well beyond the doubt and confusion now..
as the saying goes
'it's not the destination that matters, but the journey'
love is always flowing
Flowing as a river
The circle turns endlessly Through the day and night Flowing as it moves Within the dark and light
Pits and troughs to face The shoulder bears a cross Everything is experience Nothing is at loss
Weight is only heavy Compared to something that is not Temperature always varies Life is warm or cold or hot
The circle turns with twists No certainty in fate A hand is always willing As we face the closing gate
So if we cant get through this way We may go round or under Or sit and breathe as we are still With hope not put asunder
Catch us as we fall now Tired from the stony walk Alone we never really are Illusion of fear in talk
Can the power of another Place a mortal in a prison Within the walls of such despair? Our inner rod is hidden
In the purpose of our journey A glowing inner core Creating what we really want Thanks, we’ll have some more
Joyful teasing tastes of harmony With the soul set all a-quiver Strong as a mountain, we are taught Let us flow now, as the river
