At this time
You may not require the burning light
Of the sun
To revive yourself.
It might feel too harsh and the heat
Much too
Intense.
Sometimes it is the gentle
Caress
Of the moonlight you may wish for
To enlighten your heart.
The moon.
Ever steady,
Waxing and waning.
Both the moon and the sun give light freely.
Each
Have their own gift to offer
A soul in need.
Plant the seed.
Be the the sun.
Be the water.
Be the one who tends to
The soul in need.
Be the one to lend a hand
And help
The weary stand.
I knew him then.
The boy.
The child.
I knew him when the sun played on his shoulders.
When a glance at the clouds above would set him free.
When nothing could stop him from
Dancing
Or
Smiling.
It is as if another lifetime now.
I do not know what happened out there in the world.
I do not know who stole
Delight from his veins.
But I do know
Whoever
Stole it,
They did not take it all.
For
I see it in his shadow.
Golden sun
On leaves of yellow and orange.
The clouds kiss the sky
As I stand and reach,
I endeavor to touch the
Heavens.
Alas,
I know you sleep well.
Why do you feel so small,
So invisible
My
Love
When the sun and the moon
Await their turn to see you smile?
Each
Often prolonging the inevitable
Journey back
To the edge of the horizon
For fear of losing sight
Of
You.
The sun has come
And once again
I greet the warmth
With a grateful heart.
Though the rains may cleanse
And the winds create change,
The sun always
Brings
Hope.
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 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.
She only comes out
When it’s
Storming.
The raindrops embrace
Her tears.
She only comes out
When it’s
Raining.
The thunder hides
Her cries
As she trembles in
Fear.
She only smiles
At clouds
And butterflies.
Likes the sun in her eyes.
And now
She’s standing at the bus stop
Laughing out loud.
You see,
She knows no one else
Can
See the Angels
Keeping company
With the
Lonely people
As they
Pass her by.
You thought you could keep yourself locked up inside.
Hidden from love.
Hidden from life.
But that was when you were with the others.
Before.
When you were kept from the warmth of the sun
And the caress of the moon.
Now,
You have opened your eyes.
Now,
You have tasted love,
Tasted life.
You ran against the forces
Within yourself
And won.
It has begun
And there is no going back.
Chole Into Diamonds 