something else

We are what we are
every ill and in spite of

We come in pieces
to make peace in this soul

We will become
every bit of each other

When we learn to let it grow

Something

It's all just
water
under the bridge, now
Water,
it has got
to flow
Or else
it ripens
stagnant sludge

let it go
let it flow
we got this

Med.itate

Lay on me your heavy
let me bathe in its newness
its ripeness and its fullness
let it lift me up
and make me something
more than I had thought
to ever think to be


breathe it in...