When your heart speaks

The trees go by me as

Though I’m going

No where

They are taller than

My dreams

Will

Ever reach

As I stumble through their

Leaves on the

Ground

I seek what they have

In this

Ever-changing world

A path laid out

F or them

As they have been

Planted

As I listen to my heart

I hear what it

Says

In taking each step with

A

Readying pace

A stride that takes

All that it needs

To be lifted

And to grow

Where it stands

Where footsteps left have

Been pondered

And followed

In knowing my path

Is there waiting for

Me

I will choose strength, love and courage

As my fellow

Travellers,

My guides and

My light

As it is your heart

That holds

Your stories

Treasures

And dreams

Once it speaks

You will know

What it is

Saying

Emma Phillips

01/01/2013

Dirt, Dust and Sun

In Melbourne town

Things seem clean

Footsteps walk the

Unbroken path

The familiar road

And the heart that lies here

Closing my eyes

I see another place

In it I picture

Orange Dirt,

Dust

And

Sun

I can already smell the bush,

Feel the heat and hear the

Quiet

Something creeps into my mind

My eyes open and I see

The unknown

That lies ahead

“Don’t go” it says

It might be easier

To take a different path

Resist adventure

And stay

Wait for another voice

Resting on your shoulder

Whispers closer

Still

“It’s time”

Anxieties awaken

As such time draws

Near

Landing safely

With exploring eyes

The sun hits as you see

You’re here

Travelling through a world of

No where

The destination soon

Comes closer

Upon arrival

You picture yourself

In a child’s paradise

A peaceful place

Home for the six weeks

In which you have been

Given a task

The weight of that

Privilege

Soon takes hold

You know you

Can do this

And are eager to

Begin

A classroom

Awaits

Through

Children’s grins

Days now have

Truly

Gone by

Disbelief of accomplishing

Such a challenge

Children respond to you

For you

A gift that cannot be bought

A gift you give back

In realisation

That you now see them

For them

The bush is seen in

Their skin

Through their eyes

In their home

The dirt, dust and sun

Was there all 

Along

ADVENTURE WON!

Now back in cold Melbourne town

The warm paradise

Of Pigeon Hole days

Are seen through

Photographic memories

A distant place

Where a piece of my heart

Will always

Belong

Love and All

Tears down my cheek
Don't do you justice
Those tear drops 
Fall into my mouth 
As though 
I'm swallowing pain

I crawl towards the floor
Into my own arms 
Because there is no one else
There

I want to sing and scream 
Your name to 
Allow you 
In

But take a breath 
and wait

For the sun to rise
And direct me
Somewhere closer to 
Your heart

Allowing me to remember
Who you are
And who we are
Even if I cry to 
Miss you

Somewhere you are here
Your presence
Guidance
Friendship 

Love and all 

Your Judgement Eyes

Your judgement eyes peer down

They look upon me

As someone you don’t know

Stare and contemplate myself as though

You know me

But don’t

Your judgement eyes look like slits

Of anger

And of resentment

To what I might have

And you might desire

Without knowing

Your judgement eyes seek truth

Through an unassuming world

Of thoughts that lead

To battles, wars and fights

Without realistic reality

Your judgement eyes only see

What’s in front of them

And not

What is complete

 But of half the situation

Those eyes that judge are blind

Blind to what is real and true to

Who that person is

That you decided

To look upon

But could not and do not

See

I want to write to the world and say...

I want to write to the world and say:

Look at the stars

What do you see?

Mere balls of gas

That are more

Than just to

Be wished upon

That have lived longer

Than you and I

And all our dreams

That live in galaxies

That are bigger than our

Hearts

And what we hope for

That are so far away

As though impossible

To reach

Unlike our goals

Seen through the light

That brightens our path

And where to go

I sometimes can see

A star shooting past

Faster than we can walk

Or run

To get to where we are going

Is our wish to speed up time

To find love

Before those we love

So loneliness

Doesn’t take over

Even though we are surrounded

By stars

We see

And watch

And sometimes wish we could be

So I write to the world again

And say

Look upon the flowers and trees

They have grown from small seeds

They do not live a long life

But live one of freedom and vivid colours to

Simply grow and grow some more

Organically and so

With water and food

And the people that pass them by

As simple as it is

To the world I say

Those stars

Are maybe just too

Far away...

I don't know any more

I don't know any more
If I'm meant to cry
If I'm meant to hold on
If I'm meant to wake up

I don't know any more
For what I'm supposed to do
For what I can do
For what tomorrow might bring

I don't know any more
For who will be there
For who will care about me
For who will make me smile

I don't know any more
To what will happen next
To how I'll feel tomorrow
To another time when I look back

I don't know any more
If I can open up to something new
If I can trust those around me
If I can let someone in

I don't know any more
If I can continue to give
If I can continue to care
If I have the energy

I don't know any more
About the future
About the path I'm taking
About where I will go

I may not know anymore
But
I will not stop!

Until I find out.

Take My Wings

Take My Wings

How do they feel

Soft

Delicate

Light

And like a feather

Take my wings

How do they look

Intricate

In their design

Of patterns and colours

Plenty

Take my wings

How are they read

A story told

Of bright and dark

And of tears and laughter

Take my wings

Where have they travelled

To mountains

High and low

To seas

Rocky and smooth

And to roads

Straight and winding

Take my wings

What do they wish

Days of plenty, health and happiness

Friendships to hold and of many

Family to come home to

Of old and new

And for love

To stay when tough and joyful

Take my wings

For whom they belong

For what she has seen

For what she has done

For what she has learnt

For who she then be

Take my wings

And see

What will come

And knowing that even if

They are delicate and light

They have strength

Once in flight

-Emma Phillips 13/10/11