There are people i remember,
Then those
I have forgotten
Until i see their
Face.
And memories return
But not the same memories
They recall;
And i think
Isn’t that odd
What means the most?
Some are ghosts
And some still wander here with feet upon
This earth.
I am left pondering
As they walk away;
Until
Thunder startles
Me.
And i remember
There are things I have left undone.
The lessons we learn
Are meant to be shared
Not to close hearts,
But to open them.
I wonder,
In these dreams
I dream,
Where people come to visit
Is it I
Myself
Who has invited them
Or do they come of their own accord?
Do they,
As I lie missing them,
Long for my company
In the beyond
As well?
As long as we believe
Karma
To be a
Means of getting even
We
Perpetuate
Madness.
I know I have not
Completely
Severed the ties of resentment;
Hurt and
Anger
From the past,
But I am
Working on it.
Some of these tethers I have been unraveling
For
They
Feel too thick to cut.
Non the less
I feel lighter
Every day.
Sacred fires burn within
You
Which transcend time and space.
Recall this
When you believe you are depleted,
These fires never
Extinguish.
They are tended to by
Angels.
Time and time
Again
I
Am left lying with the poetry of you
In my
Heart
And the sun
In
My eyes.
I remain
Breathless.
These mountains.
Their vastness;
Wildness.
My every step unpredictable
As I blaze a trail of my own.
Closing my eyes I
Soak this stillness into my bones.
These mountains,
They
Have never left me feeling
Unworthy
Or
Alone.
Fiery souls.
Red hot flames.
Untamable.
Few have hearts that can withstand the heat
Of a soul
Who feels the beauty in
Everything.
I will carry your
Echo with me
Until time
Comes
That I may return
It to you.
Chole Into Diamonds 