Can’t eat,
can’t sleep.
I have walked a groove into these floors.
Tears drip, drip, drop.
No longer avoiding the creaky spots;
One step in reality,
The next in a dream.
Passing through the veil
As my mind whispers,
“I am still here with you”.
Reminding me i am alive.
Counting. Breathe,
Just breathe.
Eyes closed,
mind awake.
The furnace fires up and here I am.
Somewhere along the journey
He grew tired of
Explaining to
People why they should pick him,
Why he was good enough.
And everyone fell away
Except the ones who were meant to stay;
Love.
I implore you
Sit in silence,
In this stillness explore your own roots
With wonder
And compassion as your companion;
Non judgment.
Observe unattached in love of self.
Such beauty has always been you,
See.
I had a poem once
On the tip
Of my tongue
But i took a breath and now it is gone
Somewhere in the wind;
For you my love,
For you.
I step outside this gray spring morning.
How melodious the sound of rain meeting the metal roof;
How delightful to my ears this song of water drops each colliding and melding together,
Flowing to the gutters and spilling onto the soil.
How beautiful the sensation of this dance;
Water kissing my skin.
If I listen close I can hear the earth drinking and absorbing
It all in;
As does my heart and soul,
Quenching this thirst.
Chole Into Diamonds 