the train of thought arrived
and i forgot
to
get
on
it

flowers never require a leap of faith
to bloom,

no arm twisting.....
to charm

they just bloom...
they shine,
they are.

you don't have to have
perfect vision
to see someone
on a
soul
level.

there are parts to every person
that are more tended to
than
others....
parts that are caged,
parts that roam free,
parts that are in the light
and parts that are in the shadows.
sometimes they fight with one another,
sometimes they are harmonious.

i'm not sure these parts make up a
whole or that they are even meant
to....
because the imperfection of parts...
tended to and not....
these fragmented parts,
are our essential nature.
i think we are always incomplete.

to be whole,
means being unbroken,
being perfect...
something i know
i will never achieve.

i recognize you....
the air around you is lilting
and everything dances to your rhythm

hello spring.

watched
ice
never
melts

from memory
from metaphor
from faith
from sorrow
from time
from seasons
from song
from prayer
from ashes
from hope
from grandmothers
from love
from butterflies
from dreams
from struggle
from growth
from laughter

i am.

may love always shine for you.

happy valentine's day
xox