I like to see

hands reach for love

like they never felt the burn

and lips still crack a smile

when the eyes can’t hide the hurt

I like to see

old folks full of laughter

children full of wonder 

artists that are inspired

by the first day of summer

I like to see 

my mother get excited

and i wish the best for yours

if you ever get a day

to go and sit out by the shore 

just watch it crash.

let it remind you

that beauty can be chaos

and with every changing tide

is a chance to start anew.

I like to see the birth of revolutions

and a masterpiece in progress

know that all we'll ever be

is a masterpiece in progress

we're never done.

I follow love like bread crumbs

in hopes the one that left them

found a corner of the world

I’d like to see.

I’d like to see.

There I found you

in an unlikely corner 

same face 

decorated in all new things

surrounded in the unfamiliar

 swimming in the beautiful

and still I noticed you

only you

you stood out

like tracks in the fresh snow 

  who knew that they would lead me here?

like it was all that ever existed 

like there was never any distance between us

As fast as I breathed you in 

you left my lungs again 

leaving behind the taste of 

  the words we left unspoken

Lips cracked

   Cold. Smoke without odor

They must have kept talking

I lost focus on the words

Pause. Lips smile now 

A question? 

Im sorry. 

Who was I to interrupt ?

Lips without cracks

I missed the moment of the morning

Hard time to focus

Something about her mother

I asked how its going 

I caught the last of her response

She said better

She could cry and I’d let her

She could die

and I’d use my 1 lifeline to get her

Brakes. Brakes.Doors open. 

Waved goodbye with grey leather

Its like she always knows what it takes

To make the day better 

Day 7

My soul inches to the ledge 

eyes closed

 still my fingers find the rails

I squeeze tighter and tighter

like this is what will save me

with courage comes the light let in

I keep my gaze

from looking downward 

I notice now a breeze

kiss the moisture of my forehead

now I breathe 

this whole time I had forgotten 

my grip it hasn’t loosed 

beauty is in session 

it calls on me to join it

for the first time I notice

the white that’s in my knuckles

I let go

It was never destiny

chance brought you near  

I chased 

you let me find you

through rain and rushing waters 

fate was never present 

nor did I read the signs 

it was only a vivid picture 

of the world if you were mine 

they’ll say all this was written 

in the stars I don’t believe it 

because the reason

I’ll never let you go is

I know good when I see it 

Palms sagging 

dripping the morning dew 

air is heavier by the minute 

skies turn from grey to blue 

I pray for breezes 

sea shells crushed

it makes for fields of sand 

I never heard a silent beach 

I’ve never seen a peak ascend 

only degrees 

never change we’re one season 

 one amongst the ocean

the water the palm trees 

just a fraction of the life around here you’re bound to see

I haven’t seen it. All

but I can tell you Fall, Winter Spring

the summers sun’s invited 

  kiss your skin still leave a sting 

if unprotected 

Just below the earth

mounds of fresh dirt stack

and fill every crevice

I was hopeless and tight

like a small seed

or rock, pebble

you’re fresh water from the mountain

you made it to me I made no progress

everyday its just the same

for both you and I

and thats ok

you told me mountains carry water to those who need it

and they don’t need a thank you

Anger burns

through fields of green

and vast oceans

it doesn’t live among us but in our hearts

we squeeze and crush and break

we bring candles to a lake of gasoline

just to drop it in and bask in the heat it gives us

we know not the damage

for the burn scars only what could’ve been

what would’ve been had we given a little bit of ourselves

to something other than self

to a purpose that was higher than us just being ourselves

and been more healthy

expanded our family to everyone among us

extended a helping hand to even those who shun us

they’ll never see

what you perceive is what you receive

and every good deed offers freedom

from the fear that breeds your anger

and in our purpose we find the keys

the keys to meaning

so I’ll keep breathing

more slowly and deeper than I’m used to

I’ll sit in silence

and smile as emotions cease me and release me

I let it pass through

What ancient oceans pressed this earth so flat?

What bones and lost treasure lay beneath the now spent dirt?

What adventures were cut short?

What heroes screamed victory over this now barren land?

The stories we will never know

For now this is the home of modern people

Farmers waiting patient for their seeds to root

Children calling for their father from weathered porches

What evidence will they leave?

What great floods will wash away their brief stays on this forever land?

This we will only know in the final moments

We only hope our children’s children will carry on the memories we clutch so tightly

That they will carry forward the ways in which we are too, great

The ways in which we are also heroes

For the treasure we will leave will not be buried in the sand, but in our hearts and minds

As we can be sure we still carry those treasures of all the kings and queens before us

We are one

If I knew what it was

to be a part of you

I wouldn’t have taken up

so much space

just to be seen

just to maybe bump something

that was meant for me

something you will find

is that a reaching hand

aint quite ready to receive

keep your palms together

keep your eyes closed

keep still

just keep still and see

you can never drown the noise

only change how you hear it

bear witness and see