Embrace yourself

Embrace yourself

Her beauty was exquisite
It had no chemical
Nor made up substance
It radiated from her
As the moon does glow
Her smile warm sunshine
Brimming as a lottery winner
The source of her splendour
The all illusive happiness
We all eternally seek
For she had found it
Not within coinage
Or the blessing of another
But in the embrace and acceptance
Of the truth of her soul

Debbie Gravett © 2016.09.29

Gently

Gently

Trust like gold leaf,
But more fragile
And more valuable.
Not by materialistic standard,
But by one
Who has had it broken.
Lies and deception
Its destructor.
Building it up again,
Like taping
The wing of a butterfly.
It will never fly again.
But there can be hope
To trust once more.
Slowly, gently and patiently.

Debbie Gravett © 2016.09.26

Not bound by our roots

Not bound by our roots

Our roots run deep into the earth
Where we came from
They can help us to stand tall
To grow and reach for the stars
But if the roots you were born to
Are filled with rot and canker
Causing you to wilt
And buckle to the ground
Under the weight of it all
You may cut yourself free
Find fertile and nourishing soil
Plant yourself among good seeds
Ones that will provide liquid
Refreshment for your soul
And you can grow new roots
Surrounded with love,
Clean energy and encouragement

Debbie Gravett © 2016.09.25

Our South Africa

Our South Africa


Happy Heritage day to my fellow South Africans


You are black and I am white
You are Indian and I am not
You are Muslim and I am spiritual
You are Afrikaans and I am English
You have a brei and I round my O
All friends and all different
A blessing that I am able
To know so many different people
Who have diverse beliefs
Some traditional and some not
None right and none wrong
Each to our own and that’s okay
For this is what makes
The colour and beauty of our
Amazing rainbow nation
Our heritage all the same
For this land in the South of Africa
Belongs to each and every one
And it is up to all of us
To join together and claim this land
As ours, to build and grow
Home and haven to our souls
In peace and harmony

Debbie Gravett © 2016.09.24

How?

How?

What if I never learned the truth?
What if they never told me?
Would I believe in things?
Have faith in people and possibilities?
Would I be second guessing
Every choice I think to make?
Could I believe in me?
You did this!
You broke it!
I’ve lost the wonder of life.
I doubt what people say,
I doubt the thoughts in my own mind.
I know the truth will always out,
I know it’s for the best.
But I don’t know how to fix myself.
How to believe in what I see,
Believe in who I am,
Or what my purpose is.
You stole it from me!
All that I thought I was,
And all that I thought I could be.
Without trust how do I believe in anything?

Debbie Gravett © 2016.09.23

Why I became quiet

Why I became quiet

There wasn’t any shouting
There wasn’t any screaming
There were no raised voices
There were no voices at all
You were quiet and shut down
You didn’t say anything at all
I don’t know what your turmoil is
I do not know how to help
You shut me out, you closed the door
There might be an inner struggle
A fight within your soul
But when I showed concern
The reply I got was “nothing”
The tone saying anything but that
And since my enquiry
That’s exactly what I’ve gotten…
Nothing what.so.ever
I start to question myself
To travel down the path
Before this silence came to rule
Investigating each action that I took
Wondering what I could possibly have done
To rob you of your words
To rob myself of you
I have no answers to no noise
But anger starts to bubble and to boil
To replace what was care and interest
Rage brings fight and flight
Up front and centre to my thoughts
But with pain and disregard
I meet your silence with that of my own

Debbie Gravett © 2016.09.22

Found

Found

You found me.
You were the only one who bothered
To dig beneath the surface,
To look and really see.
You helped to uncover the real me
That I never knew was hiding
Deep down within me.
The others saw a mask
Of hurt and anger
Covering my wounds.
For them the task was too great
To try and get to know me,
To get past my defences.
I’d gotten lost in all this make-believe.
Pretence of who I should be.
Though I tried so hard to be perfect,
Resentment and pain shone through.
I am no more the mask I showed you,
Than they worth my performance.
You tenderly showed me
I was allowed to be me.
That spirit down in my soul
Was worthy of much more than this.
It is time for celebration
Of the magnificence I am.

Debbie Gravett © 2016.09.20