Darkest mystery Pure gems within the darkness I walk in the dark
OCEAN OF LOVE
Darkness As light lifts me As I walk the unknown Pastures in the shadow of death Refreshed Renewed By the silent still waters deep In the ocean of love I never knew In life
OVER THE BRIDGE
Over the bridge mists Sigh out love songs divinely Calling me to life
Willow you weep dawn Brings tears in dew to your leaves Glistening with hope
Forest green deep joys Draw me to your chanting prayer Divine sacredness
My name is Lorraine Lewis. I have always written poetry but began to write more in earnest following having serious advanced blood cancer and going blind and becoming wheelchair-bound. I greatly enjoy experimenting with different forms of poetry, preferring shorter forms.
My process is to Read, Think and Write. You might say it’s quite simplistic, but you’d be wrong.
The only effortless part of the process is reading. It’s a joy to immerse myself in others’ thoughts, get to know them through their words. And they spur me on towards my musings about things. Their things. They create an interest in me I need to discover further and intensely.
I think diligently. Mull their things over inside my brain and insides. What does it feel like to them, what does it feel like to me? What do I think about that as it presents to the world? Would I do/feel different or do I agree? Does it propel me into taking the next step to evaluate it on paper? Is it a stepping stone, and does it catapult me into furthering my own greatness? These questions, this wrapping myself up in their writing allows me to discover another level of myself.
I am but the person who takes the intentional influence and runs with it. Every thought gives me new reasons to soar with the eagles.