“I don’t come from much…”
You come from the dry desert
And summer rains
You come from tree canopies
And sun rays
You come from wild flowers
You come from daylight
At midnight’s arctic
You come from the color of leaves
In the hills of fall
You come from deep oceans
And the wave’s call
You come from thunder rolls
And lightning strikes
You come from the new moon
In the night sky
You, my beautiful one, come from
Written for and Published in The Seeds 4 Life.
Hello, Life. However we want to define it. We are here. Sharing this experience. Gifted with the sun, the moon, and everything in between. With the opportunity to swim in oceans and recognize the way it tastes in our own tears.
With the chance of feeling what our eyes see in our hearts and seeing it painted on clouds at sunset.
With the complexities of how the brain works and the wonder in a child’s eyes when they take their first steps.
An experience we have been granted, mirrored when we look up at the night sky into a dark blue blanket with glistening specks of energy. Energy that creates, moves, gives, provides, returns.
This is Life. However we want to define it. A present for us to unwrap, admire, enjoy, and be grateful for.
….yes…based on your perspective, that’s all it is; but maybe it should serve as a reminder that we have been fortunate enough to wake up to a new day. That life is moving, it’s changing, it’s inviting. That your darkness will be illuminated with light if you just OPEN your eyes….and that we are all exposed to the same sky, on this “blue dot”, two-thirds of the way out from the center of the Milky Way Galaxy….orbiting this sun….in another sunrise picture.
Written for and Published in The Seeds 4 Life
The world pulls us to so many places. Gravity keeps our feet on the ground, and we run as fast as we can from one priority to the next. Some of us stop long enough to look at the stars, others have no idea stars exist. Some of us are traveling lightly; some of us are dragging baggage too heavy to carry. Some of us are lighting the way, some of us are still looking for the match.
The certainty lies in the evidence, we are all journeying along. Discovering our paths and piecing our hearts together with all of the stories we are living. Running, Walking, Skipping…we are all on our way. There is no need to apologize for your journey, for your light, for your darkness, for your openness, or for your discretion.
Keep on going, on your scenic routes or desolate paths. Burn bright, or collapse into yourself. After all, you are on your way to becoming a galaxy. Carry on.
When rains come
Soften your surface
Allow it to cleanse you
And feed your purpose
To swim and surrender
To love and to grow
To remind your essence
You’re part of the whole
We give our energy to trivial things
How we look, what people think
Worrying about the coming days
Failing to fill the present with praise
Lost in thoughts while roses bloom
Escaping sunshine in search of gloom
Loving people who hurt our hearts
Mistreating those who accept those parts
These distractions are undeserving
Of any more time you have been serving
Say farewell, take love, and go
Rest your mind, let energy flow
Across the universe
Exists a place
Where minds may wander
And worries fade
Where colors paint
A beautiful sky
Where stars are home
With the moon and I.