Your lips find the words
i cannot say.
delicate nearness,
face to face.
shared pulse.
eyes half open.
tranquil euphoria.
and now we sing
and now we swim
our senses never ceasing
to seek and hold one another.
Your lips find the words
i cannot say.
delicate nearness,
face to face.
shared pulse.
eyes half open.
tranquil euphoria.
and now we sing
and now we swim
our senses never ceasing
to seek and hold one another.
Mother Earth sings her song.
It is in the dirt,
The wind,
The water of the raging rivers
And the peaceful ponds.
The trees and the mountains.
The lion and the sparrow.
We think we do not know her song
But we too are her song.
We have only become distracted
For her music is in our very cells.
The blood of our ancestors.
Be still, your soul
And listen.
This song never pauses.
Sing with her once more.
Sometimes
I cry tears of joy
When i hear
People
Laughing.
They do not know the beauty
Of their own
Song.
Do not fear your own wildness.
Set yourself free.
The part of you
That you put to sleep
When you were young
After being told
You were too much.
Always too much.
Too much beauty.
Too much
Laughter.
Too much loudness.
Too many questions.
Let your wild hair down.
Let your wild voice sing.
Let your wild feet dance.
Let your wild eyes see.
Let your wild arms embrace.
Let your wild out.
Set yourself free.
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.
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.
On this day I am feeling melancholy.
I cannot speak.
It is as if my hands are lead
And my feet do dread
Every step.
My eyes have forgotten how sweetly
They can see.
Even though the sun rises to
Caress my heart and remind me
I am alive.
My body screams
As it talks to itself
Misinterpreting every word.
My breath does not delight in the pleasure of
Breathing
This day.
The clouds,
They seemto hold me.
In the hush between the stars
I hear galaxies
Sing your name.
Disorder
Takes a pause
Between the echoes of rolling thunder
And the rain.
I dream
And
Dream on.
What an enchanted
Trance
I am
Under.
I hope wherever you are,
You are
Free
Now.
Free to be your beautiful self.
And when anyone tries to stifle you,
You don’t ever hold back.
I hope you see through them
And know now it’s not about you,
Their fear.
It never was.
You,
So beautiful.
Too free for some people to handle,
And too much yourself
That it terrified them to see how much they
Themselves
Hold back.
How they keep themselves in chains.
I imagine you dancing and singing at the top of your lungs
While the leaves fall at your feet,
Some wild autumn wind playing in your hair.
And I know
You
Are
Free.
Reawakening
From a long,
Lightless slumber.
The Universe
Is
Kindling your soul.
Let your spirit rise
Again.
You were awake once.
The memory playing at the edge of your brain.
Once,
When you were a child.
The air of joy filling your lungs.
But,
Somewhere
You started living in the world of dreams
To escape
This reality.
Being tread upon,
You dreamt of flying.
Being bound by invisible chains,
You dreamt of freedom.
Being silenced by manipulative words,
You dreamt of singing.
Now realize you are
The
Dream
And
Reawaken.