Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Unexpectedly

She appears unexpectedly
through the crevices of thoughts and leaves and space.
She arrives bathing you in herself.
There is no escaping her covering of you 
inside and out.
You must breathe her.
And inside of you, 
you fall to your knees
because her grace is your beauty.



Friday, February 24, 2012

close your eyes

what if to see I must close my eyes
and to hear is to listen with my hand against the wind, 
my face against the sun, my skin speaking with the moon...
and to taste is but a memory of all that I have walked and breathed and felt.
my senses have been fooling me because
to live and feel and taste and touch and smell is nothing
but a disguise of that one precious drop that encompasses all, that says
I am your breath, I am your eyes, I am your everlasting soul....



Tuesday, February 21, 2012

emerging

Something begins to emerge.
A sound that I taste,
it speaks from a depth
that smells of home



Monday, February 20, 2012

slowly

slowly, slowly, slowly
step by step
something begins to emerge...
a secret perhaps,
one that must be shared


Thursday, February 9, 2012

feather

What was the point in flying if I never felt the taste of freedom?
Was it just for one chance? 
One moment to feel the wind lifting me into her arms? 
What was the point? 
Except for the longing in my spirit to fly, 
that was all I needed to know that it was possible


Wednesday, February 1, 2012

from above

with a breath I knew she was there, 
she had always been there, 
all this time