Past Present and Future
walking through the woods
there is a whisper
or is it a song that intended to nourish
but instead causes blisters
roots like large hands ripping out of the ground
not needing to be seen, but needing to be found
this immortal touch is within me
these hands can’t hold on forever
one day, they’ll be outgrown
like the seasons change
i fall, i grow
but i take what i know
it’s pouring rain but the moon is bright
what was before a tangled legacy
is now fresh life
in the sky, you move
but here
inside my womb
i carry memories that aren’t mine
i’m hearing voices
listen gently
sweet dreams, they wanted
take one last breath
and don’t leave behind
a frozen ground
from the past
because we’re all entwined
Capícu
soft spoken and submissive during her days, but this wasn’t always the way
she comes alive when she starts to play
slaps down each domino with force
she starts to remember who she was
animated and powerful, she yells, CAPICU!
and there’s that smile that is rarely seen
perhaps its the reminder from her culture when she plays
the strength of the women who taught her to play
Abundance and Light
here, this is my shelter
my chosen home
wrapped around my body, my fingers, and toes
in this cocoon of your flesh
i grow
Soiree During Starlight
we are mere particles within this earth
just look up and you’ll see
have you seen anything so full of splendor?
nature is grand, beautiful, and healing
we are not the center
we are connected
our individual worlds are connected to all living creatures
we are not apart, but part of nature
a divine oneness
changing and flowing
in this limited time, i choose to be life’s passenger
unwavering and free from entanglements of the mind and self
while choosing love, even though it’s so easy to hate
you create during sunny and dark times
to curate is a fools path that leads to rigid constructs
release your desires, your craving, your identity, your needs, your possession, your memories
release your constants
unable to be your own constant because of your energy changing and flowing
yesterday's memory and sense of self only acts a ripple effect to make room for change
informing and changing
observing and learning
pick your special person or peoples and wonder
we can all just be
a life to be lived and explored
we can look past the death that is feared and chase more beauty
nothing is permanent, everything is impertinent
life is abundant and infinite
we have the power to just be
free
and experience
the joy of living