I cast my heart into the open
Carried on the waters of trust
Blown by the winds of your soul
A chance at something taken
The fear of being in the open and exposed overcome
Desire the star that guides me leads to you
That it does not matter swells and storms
Tides of thoughts are the gravity of you
Brightest star and heavenly body
Nothing of the past nor demons on the seas shall change my course
Adventures together shall I walk land again
True North my compass set for you
I set my mind sails close hauled
A course of purpose beating to windward
The harbor of you a destiny of hope
Landing safely in your arms
A prize greater than any race won
Fair winds my vessel sails the oceans for you
I turned to see the tree fall in the forest. Crashing like a lake over the forest floor. The branches and leaves splashing over me.
They say the falling tree may never make a sound if no one is there to hear it. It sang to me a requiem of 500 years as it fell.
Forever holding a place of undashed hopes
tight and close to my heart
Forever seeking to fulfill the spark’s destiny
to burn even brighter
Forever dreaming of a passion so strong
the world around weeps in joy
Forever standing firm against the hate and indignity others cast indiscriminately
as they try rip away their own pain of not being
Forever placing on a pedestal
that which stands for love and acceptance
Forever being the person I have always been
deep within my soul
Forever loving life
as precious moments of gifted time
Forever shedding the past ills and demons
making way for all that is good and right in the world
Forever encouraging those around
that falter on their way
only reaching out to find a helping hand
Forever creating the sacred spaces in my thoughts
that keep the dreams alive
Forever making new the old and burdened memories
into hope that builds a future
Forever stopping to smell the roses
remembering every day, every second and every life around me
is a gift to be cherished
Forever sharing the intimate moments of lucid thought
tangibly real and written in my mind
hoping the words are heard
Hoping the words are enough
to open your mind and warm your heart
I think of her…
And the words flow from my fingers like the swollen rivers of Spring’s Winter thaw.
I see her image…
And my mind wonders in and out of passion and desire.
I speak to her…
And the weight of long past heartbreaks weigh my words unspeakable.
That who I am inside is what she sees despite my cautious way.
I toil hopeful…
That the walls around my heart will fall so that I can let her in.
Of the day I am no longer afraid to fall in love.
When I was born,
It is said the flowers bloomed and the rains washed away the past
And the days grew bright with joy.
When I was young,
It is said the rivers and oceans sprang to life
And endless days were celebrated in my honor.
When I grew old,
It was said the leaves fell from the trees like the tears of a broken heart
And the colors of the earth faded in to stories of my youth.
When I died,
It was said the land and seas froze with my last breath
And the sun grew darker in the days of my faded memory.
When they write of me it is the sum of me that tells the story true,
It is said my life brings hope when they speak of me and dream
And death nie eternal for I will be born anew.