Pour your rain upon me
Until my rivers swell
And creeks appear on every path
Race through my forests
With your gusts and gale forces
Fell the dead towers
That no longer serve me
And stand in the way of our
Evolving Dance
Crash them onto my soft, supple body
And I will transform them into new life
While we sing of our union
Our balance and harmony
That’s greater and more powerful than time
You are a rainstorm
After a blistering heatwave
The drops that tell me
I am not forgotten.
You are the medicine
That washes my leaves
Of summer’s dust
And fills my cells with life.
My roots relax in your
Rainbow Promise
Of our earth’s certain turning
And a blessed season’s change.
i’ve hidden away in cavernous shadows
for so long
that as i coax myself into
myself
and we breathe together
between homecoming tears and the
golden arms of ascension
it feels
like
i’m the first fish to crawl above
water, taking
a great gasp of pure
evolution
Give me the faith of seeds in winter
Lend me the strength of the earth’s molten core
Help me to trust that your good rains down
And fills my spirit with a deep reservoir
I’ll follow you
into the forest of mist
Where our imaginations
will inhale low-hanging clouds
And become full
with life-giving dew.
The doorway of my heart
Opens to forgiveness.
In my humanity,
I rest.
Witnessing storm clouds
Bathed by their rain
An end to stagnation
Carries opportunities for change
Surrender to the beauty of the Great Unknown
For Truth never thrives in a life outgrown
A familiar face, long and narrow, levitates in the corner between tiles. Thin legs and arms drawn close, protective of her slender body. I’ve seen her here for weeks now, shielded her from downpour, and guided her to safety.
I bend to pump soap into my wet, warm hand. With my face nearer hers, I say, “hello, dear,” because she’s waving her arm at me. I reach my index finger to her and she stops waving to reach back to me. For a moment, she and I are like God and man on Michelangelo’s ceiling.
The next day, I look but cannot find her familiar face.
Waning moon ramblings
Heart spilling forth
Expression unboxing
Bubbles in overflow
Dislodging emotion
Unbottled in time
To ether returned
From ether derived.
Seeking quiet stillness
Dormant life paused
Inhaling sacred silence
Space between actions and words.
Exhaling what cannot be held
Surrendered to journey within
To the depths, the truest core
Brought forth in time for Spring.
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