Category: My Poetry
Feet clenched, holding on tightly, balancing through the shifts in the wind, the bird hangs onto the wire. This is not a place to stay, only a quick vantage point to scout for food, to be safe above the commotion, but it is not a safe place. Little woman, hiding in the shadows, never reaching the full light of day, holding on tightly, balancing … Read More A Bird on a Wire
When I think I have yielded all I can, something happens, and I realize I must yield again. What does this mean? If yielding means to give way to arguments, demands, or pressure, then have I chosen wisely? Life will always give us unexpected blows. We will also see them coming and deny they are a reality, but the blow comes anyway. So whats … Read More Waking up is so hard to do.
Here is a poem I have kept for years to remind me of what I strive for. “I will not die an unlived life.Â I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible, to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a … Read More “I will not an die an unlived life.”
The Sarah Hale Folger Project seeks to inspire greatness in humanity by sharing inspiring stories with the world. Please contact me here on my blog or through my website atÂ http://www.SarahHaleFolger.com Sarah Hale Folger is aÂ Creative Consultant, Blogger, Artist & Singer. PLEASE make sure to subscribe to my blog today so you never miss the next thing happening in the world the way I see … Read More YOU (a poem for my daughters)