Alive

I have no interest in being a creature of habit. But if I am to be habitual, then let my routine be one of seeking all that forces me to stretch. Let me seek what makes my blood race until I feel lightning strike my chest as this thundering heartbeat reminds me what the word “alive” really means. Underneath every fear is simply fear itself. And if death is to greet us all at one time or another, then I will return to the ground with a smile on my face in hopes that the grass that grows from my bones may become the floor that someone else dances on.

Ebb and Flow

If woman is the moon

And man is the sea

No wonder he avoids her love

Her energy is like a magnet

That creates chaos within his tides

Until the order of his waves

No longer make sense

Oh, but we forget happiness

Was never meant to be organized

He Was a Lesson Dressed as Love

Allow him to become a memory

He was a part of you that needed to be felt

But your paths are now on different trajectories

To hold on would be to wear the mask of your old self

Smile at his memory, then let it go

Allow space for new love to grow

One day you may circle back around

And laugh at the days when you both wondered

When you would feel found

You are love hiding from yourself

And you looked for it in him

So of course it fell apart!

Didn’t anyone tell you love is found within?

Betrayal

Sometimes a lesson may wear the face of betrayal

And you may ask yourself, “How could this have happened to me?”

Remember they betrayed themselves long before they betrayed you

Do not wield their mistake like a sharpened blade

Cutting them as they have cut you

This will not mend your wounds

They feel more pain inside

Than you could ever inflict

Find the love to let them go

For that is the same love

That will set you free

Fly

We do not choose who we fall in love with

But if they are not ready to meet you on the edge

Let them go and do not try to fix their broken wings

They must fall in love with their own beating heart

Before they can finally fly with you

And I promise one day

You will meet someone who leaps without question

Social Masks

There was once a fish who wandered the desert for miles

It tried so very hard to keep up with the camels

Each day it pressed on through an ocean of dry sand

Wondering why everything felt so wrong

Until they reached the desert’s edge

And in front of them stretched the sea

The fish dove beneath the water

Breathing for the first time

Feeling it was finally home

Your World Is Your Perception of the World

Remember something, my love,