Sacred Flow Arts
SACRED FLOW ARTS: Balancing Body, Mind, and Spirit



At fifty I’ve decided to let my hair grow
free and wild, no longer tamed
by society’s standards, uncolored
and uncut to my hips, 

a trail of silver strands
marking my presence in places
they should no longer linger-- 

shut in car doors, sat on in church, 
floating unseen on the back
of a young man’s shirt
like a lover


PoetryPaula MartinComment