
Poetry
In Saoró we believe that reading and writing poetry supports a spiritual and creative life because they foster deep processing, emotional expression, and a heightened awareness of the human experience. Poetry beautifully distills complex feelings and universal truths into evocative language, allowing us to connect more deeply with our inner selves and the world around us. Engaging with poetry cultivates mindfulness, inspires our imagination, and encourages a sense of wonder and awe, all of which nurture our spiritual growth. Poetry also stimulates our creativity by challenging the mind to find new ways of seeing and expressing reality, supporting deep exploration and self-discovery essential to a vibrant, full and authentic life. It is both food and medicine for the soul.
In Ireland we have a strong lineage of poetry going back to the ancient times of the revered traveling Bard. Every year we host a poetry month on Saoró and we get to witness the incredible depth and beauty of this sacred form of creative wor ship that still holds a place in Irish hearts.
Got poetry you would love to share? We warmly invite you to send in your work and we can showcase it on Saoró. This space is free, heart-led, and open to all who create with purpose, play, and soul. Just send your details & work to us and we will get in touch!

A Moment in Time
Time seemed to pause as I held your hand,No need to rush, to push, or demand.The world fell silent, the night drew near,But in that hush, your soul was clear.We spoke in whispers, soft and low,Like tides that meet, then gently go.No promises made, for tides can't stay,Just hearts laid bare, embracing this day.Your truth...

Holding my Breath
Poem - Holding my Breath by Rachael Ball. Rachael is a Seer, Healer and Intuitive Writer who weaves the art of noticing into her work through Cacao, Water Ritual, the Gene Keys, Tarot/Oracle Card Readings and written word.

The Fabric of Life
The shame, it crept across my face /
As suddenly, I fell from grace /
The innocence that once was me /
Slipped away for all to see

You Can’t Pour from an Empty Cup
In the rush of life, we often forget /
To pause, to breathe, and simply reset /
We give and we give, till there's nothing to spare /
Leaving ourselves with hollowed-out care

A mess of rope
How did it get to this? You've been neglecting your duties, sailing with your hands off the wheel. Who mans the ship?

Peri Menopause – A Poem
And one day it shifted and changed / My body once a known terrain, now felt strange / The map I had trusted, no longer so clear / As whispers of time brushed against my ear

Land Healing – Unravelling Shame
As part of the Unravelling Shame series in September 2024, we are encouraging everyone to offer land healing this month. Siân Williams has offered the steps she follows for this beautiful practice.

Unravelling Shame
Shame tells us we deserve the pain that we have faced /
It lives deep within our bodies and over time takes up more space

Name it to Tame it
Shame whispered lies, it called my name /
Made me believe I was to blame /
But deep inside, a voice remained /
A strength that couldn’t be contained

A Journey of Shame
The shame, it crept across my face /
As suddenly, I fell from grace /
The innocence that once was me /
Slipped away for all to see

A Pious Plot
Western town, unrenowned, shameful secret underground /
Stained forever, barbaric sin, a pious plot for innocents /
Cursed by clergy, State connivance, neighbour’s gossip, family silence

Teacher Knows Best
Seen never heard, shivering dread /
Sterile classroom, tedious curriculum /
Traumatised children, birth marked needy /
Cold hands reddened, overused weapon
