Denial
I know a person who cannot forgive
Those who are human.
And he shrouds himself in his righteousness.
There he stands in a land far away.
Alone.
Frozen heart stagnant.
Blood stuck in his icy veins.
Justification clogging his arteries,
In denial that he himself is human.
Unexpected
I have met
Thieves and liars
In all walks of life
And found
Kindness
In the most unexpected
Hearts.
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
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.
Spurned
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.
In between
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.
In The Wake
Always leave hearts
Fuller
In the wake
Of your
Company.
Spring Once More
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.
Instead
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 .