Rebirth
From the cold dank earth
I rise from the ashes
Fanning fresh wings
Shattering flesh with lit matches,
While emanating light
As the sun watches
The birth of spring buds,
And love matches.
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Excerpt from “Letters in the Dark” # 3
What if we are aliens
From the same planet?
That feels good right?
Going Back
I wish I could build a time machine and visit all those hideously damaged people who have murdered and killed.
I wish I could visit them as children and give them a hug and tell them they are loved and their superpower is to love.
I don’t know if that would have made a difference but i imagine it could just as much as I imagine I could be a super hero and build time machines one day.
One Love
Elijah comes home from school and tells me two of his friends go to church together, “do you think Halmi (grandma) can take me to church too?”
“I think she’d love to, but your friends go to Catholic Church. Halmi goes to a Christian church.”
“What’s the difference?”
“Hmmm ok maybe not much, that’s a tough question.”
“Well is that kind of racist?”
“No I guess you could call that a little more prejudice than racist, but ah. Ok I’ll take you to whatever church you want to go to.”
Smiles super big.
This boy is always teaching me true justice and equality even beyond what I thought I practiced.
Dandelion Girl
Dandelion Girl
Come to the wild ones,
Sprouting wishes like djinn,
He says, “just three!”
But all you need’s to be free.
Pause
A sweet moment in the between times of falling in love and falling apart where action is subdued and one could hear the buzzing fly cutting the dead air humming silence.
The in Between of the inhalation and the exhalation,
That’s the moment you’ll find the treasure you seek that feels like the only thing that ever existed,
And as you exhale it will be gone but the faint memory of the possibilities will remain until you are either driven into madness,
Or surrender to the next breath.
Broken Arrow
I shot down each of my demons
And One by one laid clear my path,
I pulled one with the fletching torn,
As i stood face to face with a monstrous beast.
Without my arms I trembled
Eyes closed and cold sweat crawling zig zags down my cheek.
I died a hundred deaths before I opened my eyes
and saw before me
The beast quivering
eyes closed and beads of sweat.
I touched its shoulder
And the Eyes fluttered Open
My own eyes staring back
Holding a Broken arrow.
I died one hundred deaths
Before I opened my eyes.
Birds of Paradise
Though your petals are not as soft, nor your colors quite as pretty as all the flowers surrounding you,
Stand tall,
For you are unique to all the world,
And no other bloom shines quite as bright.
Plant Therapy
Woke up in a funk today
In light of some recent events in the world, the states, my microcosm, the home, my room….
The first thought after teaching yoga this morning is that I need to clean, and then I’ll feel better,
But the heaviness would not leave for me to lift a limb.
Then I thought, I need a little motivation,
And so I went to the nursery,
Walked around conversing with my enlightened toddler,
Found a healthy new fiddle leaf fig and a lush maiden hair fern.
I never pretended to be perfect.
Happiness in a swipe and small talk, “yes the weather is much nicer today… no receipt please.” No paper trails.
Now my Boston fern and birds nest fern look happier and truth is, their chances of survival have just increased with their new companions….
As well as mine.
Community
C O M M U N I T Y
The beauty of it all is, by themselves, each of them struggled to stay up and balance. I had them walk forward and link arms and try and they all smiled simultaneously. Instantaneously it became easy. From all walks of life, all ages, genders, and without a thought on what another’s story is, we created union.
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