Stained Glass (Guest Posting)

Stained glass
You resurrected yourself in many partials, different colors, and hues to be placed
back together in a large mosaic.
What will you depict?
Right now, fierce warrior-ness.
Bow and arrow at the ready, lion's main to show power, dragon's breath for flames.
Passionate running through the woods crunchy leaves blow my cover. Shit.
-emote-
Hollering out a battle cry within. AAAAAaaaaa
Against myself war rages.
Start to finish. Finish to start.
Confusion speaks.
It is a oneness I am coming to know.
A seeking a speaking or-- no?
Self-doubt echos back in these ears--
only to be put in its place.
release.
A personal mantra, "you know your body".
"The Mind Controls the body but the Breath controls the mind." B.K.S. Iyengar.
Stinging Pain Rears
No matter what happens you know yourself move through it.
Be you, Be with it.
Stillness.
There is weighted discomfort.
And yet, be brave.
It is time to lay down weapons there is no fight to win.
Peace within.
Sit in the tree instead of crunching the leaves.
Hear the sounds that surrounds.
Offering to you instead of you doing
Supported.
Do you have my back?
Smelling life for a moment. Find your ease.
Sniffing promotes breath which is your own breeze.
You will find your stride.
emote no lie.
easy doesn't hold a lasting result.
Anything worth wanting, knowing or having takes effort.
Banter of what your life should be, who are thee, stand-- Stand with yourself.
In the strife, in the shattering jagged pieces that will find there place
Quietness is sometimes the best possible reasoning--
Rest-ing
place take your time. Honor your voice of walking yourself through
instead of running to keep pace.
earning these life warrior stripes, medals of war.
Soldier on Fierce Warrior-- Soldier On....
In your last breath your final mosaic piece
will be laid until then you must carry your divine flame. Work to find the balance. the glue to glass easy will never last.

Poetry by Karlene Rantamaki
Glasswork Mosaic by Crystal Burr