This silence
is the cloud I fall upon
when I don’t know where to fly.
How beautiful
just to float.
Here.
Now.
Eternally.
Tag: Journey
I see the chains of humanity,
do you?
It is okay to see the chains.
They are there.
We have built them.
We can pull them apart, too,
link by link
until there is only
one sweet day
and a strawberry pie
to share.
Categories
The Apple Tree Of Everything
This is the Apple Tree of Everything.
You may pick only one apple, today.
Hold it in your hand.
Look at it.
Really, look at this apple you have picked.
To say it is red is hardly enough.
There are black porous dots, scattered and bunched.
A deep red jacket of smooth and lumps— there is even a bruise.
This is your apple of the day.
Yours because you have picked it.
It is not perfect, but none of the apples on the tree are perfect.
For what is perfect when different is the only sameness the tree can offer.
This apple of yours is far from the ordinary you see.
And it is yours.
How completely beautiful.
Categories
Connection
But if I was always
happy
how would I know
the absolute beauty
of real
human
connection.
And how would I discover
the strength
I have
inside.
Categories
Don’t Ask Me
Please don’t ask me,
because I know you think
I know the answer.
We’re all looking for the answer
thinking someone else has it.
Some speak as though they know the answer.
That’s because they do.
They know their answer
but they don’t know mine
and they don’t know yours.
I suppose we’ll have to search
beneath the rubble of life
until we find it.
Then again,
perhaps each and every step of the journey
is the answer.
Perhaps we’ll never know for sure.
Categories
Roast Potatoes
It is a long
painful
journey.
But the roast potatoes
are out
of this
world.
Falling from the sky
she sings,
‘One day I’ll fly away’.
Knowing she’ll always be falling.
Knowing she’ll always be
longing
to fly
away.
