If we pay close attention.
If we choose to listen,
To look,
To feel.
To notice.
We will learn something new
Every day.
If we pay close attention.
If we choose to listen,
To look,
To feel.
To notice.
We will learn something new
Every day.
So many words.
So many thoughts.
A barrage.
A tidal wave surging from a still pond
(waves with nowhere to break)
All at once and I am pulled under.
All of me.
I cannot breathe.
Trying to force them
Into smaller bits and pieces.
Crush them until there is nothing left.
No words.
From spurned lips
Fall curses
Into the abyss.
They can only touch you if you believe.
Yet spurned lips,
They long
For longing in return.
He’s the in between.
Born on the cusp.
He is winter in spring.
A flower blooming in the frigid cold,
Not sure where to go…..
He shines a light all his own.
Smiles to share yet
He cries alone.
On gilded wings she’s watched
Him fly too close to the sun.
So here she waits
Ready to catch him,
Ready to hold him
When he falls.
Wings singed;
Heart-tired he falls heavy.
She sings softly now
Cradling him in the in between.
Sharing her breath until he can
Breathe on his own once again.
Always leave hearts
Fuller
In the wake
Of your
Company.
Spring is springing once more.
Tender buds beginning to peak,
Unfold.
New life
Bursting through damp soil;
Up beyond last falls sacrificial
Leaves released by trees.
Spring.
Awakened by the
Love of the sun.
Shoots of green growing new among trees
Joyously joining
Wise old branches of time.
And again and again it ends and begins
As we come and go.
A natural knowing among earth and sky,
Moon and sun.
Each taking their turn.
Their ways unspoken
In the
Natural knowing.
I dreamt a dream of times past;
Of you and I.
And I was overwhelmed with
Emotion.
I began to weep.
How can my heart be light yet heavy at once?
Thinking to capture you
I reach for pen and paper.
To write you down.
To read you forever.
But,
The ink had run dry.
To tired and weary to rise from my bed
I kept the memories
Lit inside me.
I placed my head on my pillow
And went back to dreaming instead .
Eyes shut.
I feel my soul afire
As we see inside.
When our guard is down;
As we shatter into a million pieces.
And I have never held anything so
Breathtaking
To my lips.
Splendor merges.
Eyes open.
Oh butterfly.
You are lost and I am afraid
You cannot remember your way to the warmth of the sun.
How you arrived here is anyone’s guess.
Only you truly know the path you have journeyed.
I’ve tried to save you
But you’re up so high
Here inside
Where you are not meant to be.
Flitting and thrashing against the cold
Windowpane
For you know not the way to where you need to be.
When you settle
I will reach you.
I’ll put you back where you belong
In the open sky.
Please don’t look back.
This you must promise me
…………
You will fly.
Fly,
Fly.
Fly away free.
I have seen
Loud and opinionated
Crushed by
Silent realities.