In becoming
14 – 15 July 2024

There are seasons in my art
of coming changes to impart
soul from the Earth soon to depart
There are movements in my chest’s space

Shadows twirling and unwinding
towards a final test pointing
they describe a last reckoning
Initiation a contest

The white clouds in forming whisper
memories of green, now a blur
opposites within me murmur
on how to attain the balance

I know dainty schemes of stillness
setting my heart to forgiveness
they distill time beyond duress
forgetting past hurt left behind

My inner skies set in light blue
follow my soaring spirit’s hue
bonding with galaxies anew
my mind expands into their light

Peace and happiness face the void
The urge to fight back I avoid
I am of all black thoughts devoid
In becoming I accept all

Reading of the poem:

Aida Nikolaychuk - Lullaby