Fearful of his own greatness,
He holds the gates within his heart
Shut,
Locked with disgrace.
Hiding his own gifts.
Afraid to be overcome by the flood
Of all that he is.
He is
Beyond thoughts of those
Who surround him.
They cannot place him in
Or out,
Up or down.
He is everyone
And
Everything.
He is more than a soul can dream.
If only he believed this enough;
He would realize he can breathe
Anywhere.
Any depth,
Any altitude.
He can breathe.
You.
With a glance.
Fingertips brush so light.
Set my whole
World ablaze.
Burning sun;
White night moon.
I cannot control the rythm
Of my own heart.
Oh
Pull me into your electric storm.
I will breathe once more
When I feel you
Take hold of me.
If you need more flame in your fire;
If you wish to burn brighter
Simply add more oxygen.
Breathe deeper
My
Friend.
on the open road again
sunlight in my eyes
windows down
and the wild wind whipping my hair about
i breathe
and keep driving
with nowhere to go
radio turned off so
i can hear my thoughts
my heart
and the birds
i go down any road i wish
and soak in the beauty
i touch the beauty
this beauty that rescues me
and holds me up
reminds me everywhere is home
i am my home
I am learning to breathe
Again
Eyes to the sky.
I am learning to breathe again
Eyes to the sky.
I have stopped asking why.
Embracing these feelings,
Allowing myself to cry.
Allowing myself to laugh.
I am learning to breathe again.
Soul to the sky.
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.
Our poor mother
She cannot breathe
For we have blanketed
Her in concrete
In lieu
Of seeds.
She falters for words
(just keep breathing)
So she chooses instead
To pour her heart into
Paper and lead.
She saves her breath
(just keep breathing)
Slipping
Secrets
So delicately
Into the curves
Of each letter
She writes.
(hands steady she keeps breathing)
How is it that you can pull on my heart,
Stir me,
When you breathe so far away?
I think you left your dreams under my pillow.
I think you left your hands here for I feel them
Singing me to sleep.
I think your essence is in my bed
Still tangled in my sheets.
And
I dissolve into the sky.
Wanderlust
Takes me by the soul.
The open road.
The crashing surf.
So much magnificence to behold
In
And
On
This earth.
The very roots of the trees share my
Ancient truth.
They know the origin
Of my the journey.
If I stand still
And breathe
I
Remember the connection.
The very source of
The
Beginning.
There
I am.
Chole Into Diamonds 