Restoration

Here I sit
where troubles
Do not follow
In my solitude
tears come
I sob and swallow

The crisp air
regulates
my uneven breathing
Cares float away
Cleansing my soul
Finally releasing 

I draw energy
From the mountains
and warmth from the sun
My life feels balanced
I am now ready
A new day has begun



Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Sue Vincent’s Weekly Write/Photo

24 thoughts on “Restoration”

1. Hope always finds a way – beautifully written.

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   1. Thanks so much VJ 🥰

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      1. Welcome, Christine.

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2. In solitude, we find our strength and inner peace. Beautifully penned, Christine! 😢

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   1. Yes we do, don’t we Beckie? ☺️

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      1. Yes, yes we do. 💓

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3. Whoops… Meant the 💖

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   1. 🥰

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4. Beautifully written Christine.

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   1. Thanks Sadje 🥰

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      1. It’s a pleasure!❤️

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5. nicely done. 🙂

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   1. Thanks so much 🙂

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   2. This is beautiful 💜

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      1. Thanks so much Willow 🙂💕

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      2. It a pleasure 💜

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6. There is always strength to be found in the hills.

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   1. So true isn’t it Sue 🙂

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      1. Always…for me at least.

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8. Sweet poem, Christine.

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   1. Thank you so much Eliza 🙂

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9. This speaks of the healing power of nature. “The crisp air
   regulates
   my uneven breathing.”
   Thanks for sharing.

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   1. Thank you. I do believe we find answers in nature, if only the therapeutic benefits of being in it and feeling its energy 🙂💕

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