A Woman Author and Writer

 I wrote this while listening to Niall Horan’s song “ Heaven .” Photo by Artie at Pixabay . My Firefighter Verse Jump out of my skin you firefly you’re in the room you’re bringing on a bonfire getting my blaze going Chorus Your pretty blue eyes curly red hair Like your momma  from the far green hills  Bring me to the cries flaming for combustion searing to a smolder my blaze my firefighter Verse You line my stars up they shine so bright at night when you enter my room I have no archaic recollection of your nocturnal synchronizing Chorus Your pretty blue eyes curly red hair Like your momma  from the far green hills  Bring me to the cries flaming for combustion searing to a smolder my blaze, my firefly Verse Thinking so heavy oh so heavy how to get out of this blaze all these fireflies Don’t move, move play, my boy, my man Chorus Your pretty blue eyes curly red hair Like your momma  from the far green hills  Bring me to the cries flaming for combustion searing to a smolder my blaze my fi

 I wrote this after watching the movie ‘True Spirit’ on Netflix. I had been lost in a place I hadn’t been in before swinging in my yoga hammock. When I came back to the presence of my normal I realized I was very comfortably lost in the swinging in the dark with my eyes closed as a normal. I knew what to write after I saw Jesse’s story. I knew my body was pleasantly, comfortably accepting the new normal about to come and I embraced it. I wanted to share this but couldn’t figure out how to word it. Image by Joe at Pixabay “Sailing In the Sea” I sit here rocking Though I know you’re still with me I caught a moment when you weren’t  I wasn’t scared for that time Just lost in a beautiful place I was sailing in the sea Chorus It’s like sailing in the sea Just swinging here in my swing Losing my sight is like Sailing in the sea Verse I know now Not to be afraid It comes on so slowly and comfortably It’s just like sailing in the sea Mother Mary thank God I believe  this voyage comes so easily