Heartbeats thump
Chest to chest.
An ageless
Melody plays
In veins;
Reverberates within.
Rest here my darling.
All that is will be,
In stillness lie.
No hunger nor thirst exists where souls entwine.
The wanting now slumbering peacefully.
Be.
Heartbeats thump
Chest to chest.
An ageless
Melody plays
In veins;
Reverberates within.
Rest here my darling.
All that is will be,
In stillness lie.
No hunger nor thirst exists where souls entwine.
The wanting now slumbering peacefully.
Be.
Up on tippy toes I try to peek
Over hills and mountains high.
Try as I might I cannot see the other side.
I have to climb myself
One step at a time
And understand
This journey is mine;
Created with all of us in mind
To intertwine with those chosen
In this
Grand design.
To uplift and add endless love
As best We can.
I climb and rest,
Climb and rest knowing I am doing my best
With every breath.
We have been bound to what has been
Taught to us as freedom;
There is more.
Once you are free
You will never desire the confines of
Attachment and
Definitions again.
Observe.
Rest in this knowing and live.
We all have a lot of Internal work to do
Living in this world of ours.
Take a breath,
Take a rest;
Begin again.
Defy your fears.
Take courage of heart
And
Rise.
Lift yourself up and out,
Into the sunlight.
Rest there as long as you need
Feeling heat upon skin;
Breathing air into the neglected depths
Of your lungs.
Here you will feel once more
The blood beating through your veins.
Remember yourself.
Listen. There is your heart song.
Allow yourself to weep,
Allow yourself to sing.
One, two , three inhale and roar.
One, two, three take a chance and soar.
Cannot force love before its time.
Let it come gently,
When,
So it be
Like a feather
Floats in time as it falls
Of its own sway and rhythm;
Its own accord.
When eager and fast hands try to clasp it,
Love,
Wishing to
Grab it out of impatience,
The air currents agitate
And stir keeping it just out of reach.
Evasive.
Find joy right where you are
Allowing things to flow
And come to rest where they may.
There, is love.
It’s not like i can’t take being tough.
Or someone being rough.
It’s not like I am so fragile I will break.
It’s just I am getting tired of holding things at arms length.
My senses have grown fatigued
Waiting for a battle that might just be the end of me.
My defenses have laid to rest
From lack of will I guess.
I think I am ready to rest a while.
I would love to wallow in love.
It is all I have been thinking of.
Breathing,
While my heart is beating.
All the while I am healing
Wrapped in a cocoon shielded from the storm
That rages within and without.
Myself invisible to those who come around
With malice in their hearts.
And when I am ready to emerge,
The pain and sadness purged,
Nothing will be able to penetrate
What my soul light
Was able to
Create.
Can I rest my soul here
Just a little while,
In this warm and quiet place?
Can I rest it here in your friendly smile,
In your kind and gentle space?
Here I sit.
I cannot sleep yet I am exhausted.
I want to laugh.
I want to cry.
I want to curl up in the closet.
I want to run beside the ocean.
I want to scream.
I want to sit atop a mountain and feel the wind in my hair.
Feel it stroke my face.
I want to dance and laugh and sing until I collapse.
I want to forget.
I want to stand tall, walk forward
And never look back.
I want my heart back in one piece.
I want to sleep and dream and I want to wake up feeling safe with a smile in my heart.
I want to trust.
I want to let go and love,
Hold nothing back.
I want to lean and rest my soul.
I want to breathe.
I want to break the surface.
I want to revive my heart.
I want to give a piece of me without regret.
I want to break the chains my heart and mind have bound me in.
I want to sigh.
I want to cut the anchor and soar.
I want to speak softly and be heard.
I want to lie in a field of flowers and watch the clouds drift by and listen to the wind caress the trees.
I want to believe in myself.
I want to be.
Everyone says
” You’re just a tired girl.
You just need some rest”
Then they debate me over
Like they know best
When I know they
Haven’t listened
To a word I’ve said.
They talk over me
Around me
And nod their heads.
They sit back
In their fabricated
Glory and bask,
Cleverly
Answering
A question I
Never asked.