This morning as I strolled beneath towering trees I felt so small.
Thinking about last night's conversations of confessions of weaknesses
I remembered feeling the pain of a soul who had surrendered
herself to a supposition. One that never had the chance to be heard for real.
How small we are when we limit ourselves to our own crazy beliefs
or lies that we are anything other than wonderful.
We are the trees. We breathe the same breezes and sway as they dance
when we are one with them.
We are the blueness of the morning sky
and the vastness of the universe, one brilliant star
shining unto the next.

We can only be overwhelmed and stricken when we remain small in the face of difficulty. Be big. And know that the person whom you mis-read is also big. Don't take that from yourself or any other.


BLISS

Before it was a river
Laid a dry and barren plain
Beneath the mountains’ towering
Slides to flash the falling rain

Before there was a mountain
Breathed land above the silent plates
Soon to erupt within the molten core
Unaware of its magnificent fate

Before it was a spinning earth
A mass of unfathomable light
Forced to be this world we see
Our pleasure, now our right

Before it was my light, my love
My name was always this
Conceived by the rain and cosmic pain
Life bore me, its daughter, BLISS

Falling Up

There was no crisper line that could ever
be drawn between the depth of night and the
eternal dawn where we drew with our eye
tho we could not see beyond this shadowing
smearing of torn clouds bleeding
gray across the sky

On the edge of darkness who could ever know
if we are falling or flying, above or below
in a pool of black or a palette of light
mixed with smatters or remnants of
love and plight which streak the
sky with madness

In that place where my dark met your darkness
where all colors melted into one
not the illusory box of crayons that have
colored the matter of substance beyond
the lines which blind us as we, the darkened embers
rage fervently into this night

Love n Light to You!

a brilliant universe

You are my sun, I am your earth
as each day, when each day is gone
I turn from you and sleep to dream
so far away that I just can't see you
Your warmth never seems to fade
when I turn and toss the night away
waiting for you to rise again
Yet it is I who must turn, to turn no more
til your light kisses my face

I want to be your sun, the one who never fades