I am trying to gather beautiful things today.
I can feel what they are supposed to be
But I cannot quite touch them.
I sense them at the far reaches of my heart
Where they are patiently waiting
To be embraced.
Engulfed
By
Me,
My
Mind and
Soul.
I am tiptoeing
Softly
Closer to them,
So as not to
Frighten them
Away.
There I will
Bring them together in my soul
And carry them home
Where they belong.
I was supposed to stay all shiny and pretty.
Neatly packed in a box like the day you
Bought
Me with your deceit.
Untouched, quietly smiling.
Brilliantly perfect.
Silent.
Defeated.
I was supposed to.
She cried tears
Believing she had been separated from
Mother Earth
Until,
Upon
Waking a memory long lost,
She recalled
The dust
The streams
The rocks
And the ocean,
The mountains
The clouds
The wind and the rain
All remain within her.
Like an ocean wave you
Washed over my heart
Cleansing away past self doubts.
Wiping away the hurt and the pain
Burying
The luggage from yesterday
In the sand.
And now
As I stand here,
My heart beating anew,
I feel a freedom I never knew
All from immersing my heart
In the ocean of you.
In a moment
The little beasts in my head can build a bridge to
My
Heart too quickly for me to catch them.
Sometimes
I can take hold of them,
Transform them into
Butterflies
And feel them flutter away.
Today they were sneaky.
Tomorrow is a new day.
The echoes of time
Reside
In the eyes of the
Dreamers.
The undiscovered realms
Of their souls
Colliding
With the captive
Heavens of their
Hearts.
Suspended.
Waiting,
In need of discovery.
If only
You might take time to
See.
I made a dandelion wish today,
Then I watched the wishes all
Float
Away.
I turned my gaze to the sky and wished upon The Stars
One by one
Then had to start over
For
I
Forgot where I had begun.
I’ll let you take a glimpse of the shiny things
Inside my soul.
I’ll let you take a glimpse
But this you must know,
No one else has ever seen these
Shiny things.
No one has ever walked upon
These stones.
I don’t know how much time has passed
Since you went away
Leaving me with my face
Pressed up against the glass.
My
Tears
Reaching,
Trying desperately to collide with the raindrops.
My heartstrings are being pulled
To a place far away
Where my love does lie
In the field
And wait.
There are flowers
Of blue
And a rusty old
Gate.
My heart does
Go.
My heart does
Go.
My love does wait.
Chole Into Diamonds 