on loss
September 13, 2017 § Leave a comment
swimming into the space of without
having one fully there
and then not
you feel
so fully, and don’t believe
you’ve ever felt
as much as you do,
now,
that you’ve felt loss,
now
that you’ve felt thoughts
wring themselves dry
in your hands
so fully
I wonder
at the very same time
both, if I’ll ever have any more
thought
to think and if I’ll ever
be able to grasp
a moment of calm
when my mind isn’t
spinning
frantically in circles,
loss
that so fully awakens you
makes you
present, but oppressively
makes you
absent, presses every inch
of your mind, pulls every fiber
of your being apart, no matter who
made the decision
the call
the whisper of doubt
the degree
to which you feel is so
ever
present, here
pulling your tendons in
every direction
leaving you to fully feel
still, numb, torn, broken
loneliness though is a gift
of resilience
it gives
perspective
pulls together the heart
stitches it up
makes you wash your hair
toast your bread
get on with your day
keeps your heart
tapping, lungs
gasping, feet
stepping, hands
typing
albeit
pounding,
sharply,
numbly,
achingly,
at times
it’s amazing
despite the weight
the things you feel
when you let yourself
feel…
your mind
and heart and cells
are capable of expressing
everything, just cells,
pieces of the earth
we’re just pieces
of this place, yet
we feel so deeply
we think so profoundly
it’s a gift
I can’t express
my thanks
how lucky am I
to have met another soul,
perhaps, just once in this life,
who made me feel so
deeply
Sept 1
September 2, 2017 § 2 Comments
for the start…
the sense of heart
is best kept, not within,
but without, aloud,
when we’re born we can’t speak
but we sense, we share,
perhaps, when we find our voice
do we forget how to feel? sense? care?
dreamer
September 27, 2016 § Leave a comment
every thought becomes caught
on the next in my mind
it’s a web chasing time
in a tangle of silk
that falls from my grip
gently tugging at reality
the outline catches light
and a path intercepts
only to be swept away
by tessellations of sound
and thoughts that surround
thoughts of what should be
but what about me?
perspective
April 10, 2016 § Leave a comment
from here,
the expansive sky appears still,
a serene pool of black
spilling over with eyes
as twinkling stars, their light spreads
across our faces, their depth remains
a mystery, as we look up
from here.
like us,
they misalign, wander,
fade, become lost in blinding waves of black,
it’s a wonder they can breath,
it’s a wonder they find the surface
of our small rock
their light swimming through
the depths of their lonely home
positioned so far, they find
enough light, always,
to radiate
through space
through years
through lifetimes
through innumerable expanses of darkness.
their light dives down
all the way
to us,
to here,
spilling perspective
across our eyes
Reminder
November 13, 2014 § Leave a comment
Sometimes I feel the weight of everything directly upon me,
but I mean, in a good way.
Not in a way that suppresses or brings anxiety aloft.
In a way that frees.
When I’m driving at night and the streets are full of cars
but everyone is reduced to two lights
and I ask myself where I’m truly going
and the stars form a welcome blanket overhead
guiding me and everyone, all of our lights,
along our individual journeys, I feel it.
And it suddenly becomes so apparent
that our individual journeys
are so far from that.
The depth of this huge, gigantic world rests
upon all of us, peacefully and meaningfully.
It grasps onto our shoulders,
and urges us not to forget that it’s there.
enough
November 11, 2014 § 2 Comments
there are so many
wishes I need to realize
is there enough time
our motion
October 15, 2014 § Leave a comment
like the gentle cracks on the walls
of my one hundred year home,
stillness won’t stop age.
it may bring years of observation
but what is observation
without subsequent
conversation
exploration
jubilation
pulse
August 7, 2014 § 3 Comments
if we repeated the same words
again and again, like heartbeats
keeping pace with life, like drumbeats
shouting above the melody,
calls of meaning and rushes of sound
that keep time with our rhythm
it’s like we want something to change
it’s like we need something to end
but those words just keep beating,
like my heart for you.
next
June 24, 2014 § Leave a comment
I can’t wait for tomorrow
the next hour, the next second
and to scale mountains and look down
i can’t wait for leaping through the air
into shimmering waters and floating
next to the sun’s reflection
i can’t wait for the sun to set
then rise once more
and carry with it even more meaning
i can’t wait for spinning
it’s my favorite thing to do
dancing with souls and closing my eyes
i can’t wait for new songs
and hearing the old ones a thousand more times
and shouting out every single rhyme
i can’t wait for the mystery
that never seems to end
and the complexity that lies in everything
such is life
June 24, 2014 § Leave a comment
do you know the feeling?
like the entire forest is filled
with the strum of heartbeats
ten thousand souls alive
and your skin can feel their hum
like the call of a something far away
that speaks of the familiar
hearts that can’t stay away
and the glow of possibility
that lingers whenever we touch
i can’t describe it
the sound of a chorus in open air
the joy of running, tearing through space
and watching the horizon forever unravel
just out of your reach, but always close
will we ever know the feeling
ever truly let ourselves be
where we really want to be
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