Fly
I saw a piece of paper Flat and uninspired I folded it with creases Until my fingers tired I shaped it I named it I kissed it goodbye In my imagination I watched it fly
I saw a piece of paper Flat and uninspired I folded it with creases Until my fingers tired I shaped it I named it I kissed it goodbye In my imagination I watched it fly
Give what you can To your fellow man Your love Your patience Your time Your last $ So, your life gives them A reason to smile
My favorite tree Has been dropping her leaves It’s as if she too Feels the rampant unease So much unrest To hear and see Wildfires, floods Viral disease Still, she digs deep Deep into the ground Until what was lost Is once again found In the air, the dirt The churning sea A new leaf… Read More My Favorite Tree
During a heatwave Remember the rain Remember the darkness When no light remained Remember our longing For a brighter day For the sun’s return We hoped and prayed During a heatwave Remember rainy days The rain we once cursed We wish for today
Soft moonbeams Fill the void of night Reassuring, “Focus on the light. There’s no need to worry, Don’t worry about a thing. I’ll whisper words Until the morning sings. So, close your eyes, Rest your tired head, Dream new dreams Safe asleep in bed.” Soft moonbeams Fill the void of night Reassuring, “All will be… Read More Dream New Dreams
Morning awakens Possibility For sleepy eyes To not just look but see Afternoon brings The momentum of the day Pulled in many directions Pushed in countless ways Evening fills the void Between day and night Sharing food and pleasantries Under soft moonlight Night recognizes The weariness of our ways For those who fight the good… Read More Fight the Good Fight
Just as the stars Are suspended in the sky Hanging on nothing Biding their time So, it is for you So, it is for me Navigating a path We cannot see Trusting What will be Will be
Playing peekaboo With the dirt below Whimsical petals In the sun glow In pastel shades Pearly white Tiny flowers rise To hug the light Kissing the dark Cold dirt goodbye Embracing the day Reaching for the sky
The day is Dappled gray Insignificant In every way It hangs on Middle week Neither plateau Nor peak A steppingstone To tread lightly Upon our journey Home
Maybe today You’ll make plans for tomorrow Maybe today You’ll find healing for sorrow Maybe today You’ll live in the moment … Sing a new song … Breathe a deep breath … Appreciate the little things … Live without regret Maybe today You’ll live life your way Maybe, just maybe
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