I COME HOMEby Lisa M. Miller walk my wild rocky woodland— indigo bunting families katydids, a woodpecker, the rushing creek timbre. God. In tones solstice gold moss thick, hardwood sentries and baby saps line my edges way far out. I’m bigger here, resilient, and only a speck. Soaring thank yous with feet. I know myself. I know how to find my way-- home anywhere. Lisa M. Miller is an inclusive, community-building, mind-body health specialist and social justice advocate. Her workshops help women in every life-chapter integrate physical, emotional and spiritual wellness. She serves a wide demographic through support groups and workshops in: SoulCollage®, Mussar, yoga, meditation, Ayurveda, mixed media art, and creative writing. In each context, humor and synchronicity cheer the deep work of healing and thriving. An empty nester living in Kentucky, she feels really lucky to be married to Jonathan, her 1986 summer camp sweetheart.
This poem is part of Lisa’s debut collection in her newly launched book, Woe & Awe, through Accents Publishing: https://accents-publishing.com/woe_and_awe.html
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