I hold on to things
Life has left
For
Far too long.
I put them under my pillow
While I dream.
And
Weave them into the wild flowers in my hair.
I seem to carry a
Concealed hope
That they might come back to life
If only I
Love them enough.
I hold on to things
Life has left
For
Far too long.
I put them under my pillow
While I dream.
And
Weave them into the wild flowers in my hair.
I seem to carry a
Concealed hope
That they might come back to life
If only I
Love them enough.
The birds call to me once more.
“See child there is life all around you.
Why then do you cry in loneliness?”
In the summer
We were free.
Life’s waves crashed
At our feet.
I could hear your heartbeat
Above it all.
Above the wind,
Above the rush.
I could hear your heartbeat
Above it all.
As we ran until we were
Breathless.
As our salty lips brushed
And our
Hair tangled.
As we fell to the shore
Spent.
Still.
Loved.
Tell me
Sweet soul,
Are you still loved?
Even now I feel your
Heartbeat
On my skin.
Even now I hear your heartbeat
Above it all.
Lie next to me
In the sweet green grass
And
Watch the clouds defy gravity.
Whisper the truths of your soul to
My heart.
Only you can be the end;
Let the healing begin.
Only you can make a new start.
Feel the energy of the earth
Pulse through your bones
As the last glimmer of light fades away.
Lie in the silence
And
Breath in the magic of life
While
We make a wish
On the first star of the night.
The evolution,
The
Awakening of my soul.
How delicate my feet
Tread upon the
Earth.
How bright
My eyes have become
With the opening of
My heart.
How precious
This life.
The birds are singing in the spring sun
Unaware of what is coming
Undone
Around them.
In the dwelling by the tree
They sing with delight
Their songs of
Love,
Their songs of
Life.
I can’t help it.
I can’t help but fly.
Fly above the chaos that I have been
Cursing
All this time.
I did my time.
I did my time on the ground.
Now I am spreading my wings.
I am turning my life around.
And I fly
Among the Angels.
I fly
Among clouds.
I fly
Even when my feet,
They touch the ground.
I reopened the gate
And went out into
The
Great
Wilderness.
There I returned to the
Life
I new
As a child
And became
The
Peace
I have always carried.
For the birds welcomed me.
The wind embraced me.
The trees received me with a timeless remembering.
The dirt infused my senses with vivification.
The sky opened up in my heart
And the sun became a friend to my soul again.
I recalled this is where I belong.
There,
In
The
Great
Wilderness,
I did live
Once
More.
My heart
Broke
Into a million more pieces.
As if it could break again.
I wiped the shame from my
Eyes
And upon seeing clearly,
Realized
My
Fullfilment
And
Desires in life
Would never be met
Beside
You.
Raw and gritty.
Poetic and pretty.
We choose our savior
Or poison
And hemorrhage ink.
Black and white.
Flat.
Words a medium through which
We express
Love,
Life,
Hope
And loss.
Alone,
Until they are shared in perfect sequence.
Our secrets no longer our own.
Emotions that have not a singular name;
There we find we are the same.