I step outside this gray spring morning.
How melodious the sound of rain meeting the metal roof;
How delightful to my ears this song of water drops each colliding and melding together,
Flowing to the gutters and spilling onto the soil.
How beautiful the sensation of this dance;
Water kissing my skin.
If I listen close I can hear the earth drinking and absorbing
It all in;
As does my heart and soul,
Quenching this thirst.
It is a wonderful thing
To throw the windows open in spring
And look upon the world.
I stand still and welcome the air
Come
Saturate my skin.
Better yet
The morning dew is winking at me
And the smell of fresh cut grass is teasing me.
“ Come play, come play”
They say
Knowing precisely how to lift my spirits,
So out i go.
And my mind eases
And i forget my troubles as i settled my tired Bones
Amongst the roots, bugs and soil.
Lifting my gaze to the sky
And closing my eyes,
Humming softly to myself
I am free.
Dragging my feet as I leave the house this morning,
Feeling heavy and
Dreary.
My eyes met with a cotton candy sky,
Blue and pink and white delight before me.
Looking to the heavens and beyond,
Now,
Settling back into my skin a new day begins.
A new day begins.
Each morning awakening brings a bonus day.
I shift my body;
A moment to adjust myself, my mind, my heart.
I shall live in abundant love,
Grateful awareness.
Begin again from here.
Breaking the
Barrier
Between us.
Transcend.
Accepting
Us,
Water droplets merging
On a blade of grass
As the morning sun breaks
Through the horizon creating warmth and
Magnification.
Fractured light
We become.
I wake up,
Take a look in the mirror
And there is my messy mane.
Never tame,
Silky or smooth.
Curly nonsense pure and simple.
Morning crazy;
Tangled and matted.
But one thing I have always loved is my hair
Whether falling coiffed in ringlets divine
Or a frizzy, wild masterpiece.
It is me.
All me.
Different every single day.
It can happen
By midday.
You forget you had beautiful dreams
And a fantastic morning.
You might not recall that you have a wonderful
Life for a moment too
When your heart
Hurts.
I am
Mesmerized
By this
Magnifying beauty
Of morning light piercing
Through singular beads of
Dew grouping;
Clinging to green grass and wildflowers
This side of the highway.
These
Simple refractions of
Light;
Such an uncomplicated masterpiece.
And I believe in magic.
Nature does not force
The outcome.
How blessed are we to witness a thing such as
This?
Those nights I snuck in.
We would be
Oh
So quiet.
And in the morning your dad would knock on your door,
Peeking in to wish you a good day.
You would lie on your side
So i could cuddle up
Oh
So close
(My heart beating so fast)
And melt
Myself into the blankets and mattress.
Into you,
So as not to be seen.
When we heard the front door shut and the car pull out of
The driveway
You would turn and grin
And begin again.
I remember the morning light
And your body
So warm.
Your strong hands
And thick hair.
I remember your
Lips and how you kissed me
Like
There was nothing but each moment
Together.
So young.
So simple the desires.
Body to body.
Heart to heart.
Eager and overflowing with
Something we could not explain.
I wonder
What do you remember?
I get up early
And walk to the field just as light peaks over
The ridge.
The birds sing me welcome.
I hear rustling in the grass
And am met with the pleasant stare
Of a doe.
I look around and see another doe.
One has two fawn and the other three.
I sit and feel my heart
Swell.
Here is where I am always welcomed.
Here is where I am
Reminded
I am not broken nor am I lost.
I am.
Holy morning light
Dances on my skin.
I begin again.
New eyes open.
Limbs stretching.
There is anticipation in
The beat of my heart.
The stir of possibility
In the autumn air
Tickling my senses.
The morning bird shares her
Glorious song,
All life sings along.
Awaken!
Awaken!
Chole Into Diamonds 