She takes photos of flowers in graveyards and no one knows the difference;
they love them no matter.
Flowers never mind where they grow,
be it
a graveyard
a crack in the pavement
a mountain side or a field,
as long as their roots are nourished.
And the sun still shines
and the rain still wets
and wind still blows without pause where
dead people lie.
no fear of life or death;
so the flowers grow and she still
goes and sees that beauty and peace
Abide within.
Be the water ,
Be the sun.
Be the one who plants
The essence of love
In the soul of everyone.
Let your voice soften,
Bringing stillness to abundance as it
Carries love across the ocean.
In the air
In the waves,
You cover the earth
To reach her;
Your love cannot be contained
And it resonates in the beating chambers of her heart.
No mere dream.
Come morning
She opens her sleepy eyes and looks to the rising sun knowing this.
We are healing in the sun
From all the things done
To us under cover of
Shadow;
We are the light.
He cannot help but find himself be true,
For love did not ask a thing of him
As she rose with the sun.
You are the moon and the sun;
The particles in between.
The heat and the cool,
The push and the pull.
All that has come undone
And now bursts forth within me.
You are the
Heart of it all.
The sun does rise and
Deceive now.
Bringing light unwavering
There is no heat in her ascension;
She gifts it elsewhere til
Equinox once more.
A radiant beauty solitaire.
I drove into the sunset tonight,
No looking back.
And the sun she did gladly bathe me in her setting beauty
And I did gladly drown in her offering.
Blinded and breathless.
Purified by a different light
But i am alive.
Yes
Most certainly alive.
I am out of touch.
I am out of sorts.
Don’t know which way the sun comes up.
Ignite me.
The sun rose gently today,
I am thankful for that.
Giving my eyes time to adjust;
Delicate light
Touches stone
And cactus.
Life around me
Stretches and yawns at once.
The birds join in
As they announce the arrival of day once again,
Happily
In synch with the natural rhythms of life.
The sun has peaked the horizon
And now burns my eyes.
For this I am grateful as well,
To set myself free of yesterdays burdens
And confusion
With breath and light,
For this is the world
Right in front of me.
Chole Into Diamonds 