
seeing brokenness
within, without,
and everywhere about, I shout
at the sky…everywhere, I fly…
emotions high,
and the depths, deep, and dry
as spinning begins,
and the trees look at me
with a silent grin, speaking
of something I’ve missed, I stop…
digress…pause, and breathe life in…
slowing down now, I see
the moonlight cascade
off the tree, and, just then,
something else stirs from within
full of tears, and ready
to begin…this pool
of light glistens
off a reservoir,
felt, yet never been called
to sit in…while
the
moment
stretches out
to the east,
and west again…and
head meets heart
for the first time,
they bond together just fine…as
love blossoms,
they align,
and
time melts into the sublime…