POETRY
Isis Moray has kept journals and notebooks for over twenty years. Her writing process is the forefront and the backbone of her creativity.
She is currently working on organising her words and poems, and working on a collection of books.
For now she will be sharing some of her words here.
Sacred Wind
I watch the shaky tree
at my window
is it as lonely, and as scared
as me?
As fragile, empty and sad?
It is Spring, but it feel like Winter
still, to me
(branches preparing for growth)
‘My roots keep me firmly
on the ground
My branches - my wings
aim at the stars’
Aimed at new beginnings
fresh starts
(talk yourself up, not down)
Living is hard
but remaining stuck, is even harder
Keep moving
Keep breathing
Keep living
You are not broken
You are chosen
(Rebuilding, Relearning, Releasing)
Let the wind carry your scars
Words & photography -
Isis Moray. 29th March, 2026