You carried me today.
Never known to me what form of life
Shall walk through my door
And bid me out from behind
These four walls.
To take my place among the stars
And look and see what has never
Been seen before.
I cannot return,
For who can unsee
Such indescribable captivations.
I shall never speak again
That you may be heard, clearly
As you carry me, today.
—Lily Hobbs, 10/22/15
Recently retired, Lily is a late-blooming independent writer, just getting her feet wet. As a member of the Writers of Kern in Bakersfield, California, she’s getting the support, encouragement and guidance needed. In addition to her love of non-fiction and all things Spiritual – both reading and writing – she discovered a love for poetry through an interview with Mary Oliver by On Being Studios. For the first time in her life, Lily began hearing life in poetic lyrics and occasionally tries her hand at it. Find out more about Lily at www.justonething.site.