I Have Arrived

I have arrived —

With you gazing at me

The way you do —

To a place of absolute peace

Absolute freedom

Knowing that

All the pieces of my past

That hurt, that healed,

That sent me in roundabout directions,

Make perfect sense

Because every moment existed

For me to arrive and experience

This look upon your face

For Patrick

When I return to my etheric form,

I will dance in the procession of colors.

Glowing ribbons reflected in oceans and rivers:

An expression of joy that follows the sun.

When our paints grow dim and our party lights fade,

Darling, please don’t think that I’m gone.

Just look for me in the moonlight

Or amongst leaves on the trees

And, of course, in your tender heartsong.

Praying for Rain

My heart, a seed within soil, calls the heavens to coax me out of dormancy.

My arms, oaks on drought-afflicted land, ache from the lost embrace.

My outstretched hands, messengers between earth and sky, cast pollinated prayers to the wind:

Beloved, do not allow your creations to wither. Without you, we are not whole.

Nourish our roots with your abundance; bring forth the flowers of our soul.

Deliver us to ourselves, and let our purpose grow.