This Must Change

Wrapped up in these emotions, I attempt to move.
(Forward, that is.)
Breaking loose from the past, unwanted and used.
In silence I hear all the noise of yesterday,
it means nothing.

Suddenly I find that my life was not my own?
But a play, directed by others...
Giving up control was easy
and painfully simple...

So this must change, if I want to be free.
Cutting the ties that bind me fast.
Moving past those who hold me fast,
and backwards.
With new intentions, I move with mental blades
to cleave away that ties me down...

Here at last, broken loose of the old.
I build from the rubble something new.
And as I breathe, I taste the air...
And it is good.
It is free...

Sun In Dawning

Stepping backwards, I start and end.
Recalling a feeling I figured that was dead.
Surprisingly it was in all its glory.
Stumbling upon love, yet once again...

You see, I figured that it was gone.
I reasoned it away.
Knowing, without any doubts at all.
That łøvę had seen better days...

Yet there it was.
Standing there for all the world to see.
Rising like the sun in dawning.
Catching me as I be...

Caught so blindly and unaware.
I move to capture this joy and
hold it tight and close.
Finding life is once again, just and fair...

Thick And Thin

Family 

This mixed bag of joy!

(and pain)

There is no escape from you...

Stuck with you

I am...

How blessed and lucky I be!

There is a long string of memories,

that flow and bloom within me.

You all are my beginning 

and will be at the end...

Those of the blood.

Those adopted and brought into the fold.

Those who married well and in.

Those who stuck around so long

that you are family

by default...

Through thick and thin,

you are mine

and I am yours.

From births and deaths.

Weddings and changes unnumbered.

We return here to the fold.

This chain of Love that binds us,

shines so bright in

my heart and soul.

So to my family I cry out loud,

that a proud member I am!

For with all our differences 

the same we are. 

And amazingly blessed we are...

Life's Jokes

Finding, as I do...
That life's little cruel jokes tend
to pile up.
The mistakes I make.
The mistakes of others.
Mistakes in general, that slide in from nowhere...

Perfect, I am not.
Yet, finding (foolishly) I expect it in others.

So stepping back I am.
And finding that forgiving others is best.
(Along with myself)
Allowing life's jokes to pass
and laugh at myself and flow.
Knowing that more mistakes will come.
Knowing that those too
I will forgive...