Can you feel it?
Concentrate,
Close your eyes
But not your heart
That cavernous space
Gently held,
Broken open, but not apart
The universe is there
And all its light
Can you feel it?

There's a way of walking
In silence
Listening through your skin
Breathing through the crown of your head
And the bottom of your heart
Seeing the world through the soles of your feet
Through the steel blue eyes of a storm
Embracing the chaos in the chrysalis
The quiet riot of watercolor
Rice paper
Painted
Open to the wind

that crazy, powerful

continuous-loop

tape from the past

maybe childhood

the one that asks

"what if you can't?"

"what if you fail?"

"what if you succeed

and it's still not enough?"

Unravel that tape!

Dance a ribbon dance!

Give a kite a tail

and fly.....

...it's sorta like watching a meteor shower. You have to keep your chin up and your eyes open. Pay attention. Be present. Breathe, be still and wait. wait. wait....
It will happen in the right moment.
The trick is to be there, in the moment, every moment.

 

solar flares ripple
through a breathless void
to sizzle
on the molten, rip-tide
surface of a heart

So heavy,
Pain, thick as molasses
Dark but not sweet
Swallowing hearts
Smothering
Silencing
Until the flash point
When everything burns
And we stand by
Unable to quench the flames

 

Silently waiting
Emptiness aching
Tangled up with hollow sounds
Echoed in the hallowed grounds
Falling into nothing more than wanting and believing
Hoping one day to be found
Real and not deceiving