So Unknowingly...

It was a moment.

A flash of feeling 

and lighting of my woes...

I 

(almost)

touched the Joy.

Your caring hands and healing voice,

reached past the pain.

Filling me with forgotten hope

and the possibilities.

You may have not 

even noticed.

How your healing touch

saved me.

Simple kind is the heart that 

moves inside you.

Lovingly lovely

is the peace you share,

so unknowingly...

Yet,

still you shared and cared.

And for a moment,

(that I hope, I can stretch forever)

I felt Loved.

Cling To The Echo

It is the not knowing...
   My loneliness and heartache
are pushed aside to make room
for my wondering at the why,
          and the what,
                    and the where.
As I move and breathe, all reminds me of ...
   How quickly I forget!!

Is this broken???

My unknowing moves around,
    full circle becoming all I fear the most!
Hopelessly I cling to the echo of all that is forgettable.
Holding on to that which isn't anything at all.
Craving the wanting but never knowing why.

So as I go forward into the day, the shadow grows.
Filling and
          falling and
                   fighting,
till all that is left is the emptiness of the space
you no longer hold.

Move Forward...

Skipped forward to now.... Damn! Oh, sorry I thought this was later. But? Didn't we already do this??? Sorry again... We made this better. Right? Yet, it's not and no... Wishing and hoping sucks. Reality, more so. Is this moving forward? Oh hell NO!!! Life doesn't move forward. Same and last... The lie is still the same, Please hope... Is the uglyest lie!

Carry What Joy?

So this is not my week...
Destined as it was for chaos and heartbreak.
It all builds and builds,
making it harder and harder to find the Joy.
My own pain is but a reflection
of those who suffer more...
I want to fix your pain!
Those of you, I love so much.
To strip clean the sadness and anguish.
Making light, out of the dark.
Yet...
It isn't ment to be.
So as you cry, I will hold you still.
The emptiness and lose I will attempt to fill.
Longing, as I do...
For peace to find you.
I will try and carry what Joy I have,
and leave it at your door.
It's all I have.
It's all I can do.
And I pray it is enough to get you through.,,

Ride To Battle

You are the warrior. 

Here among the anger and sorrow.

Battling through pain, anguish and failure...

I see you Shine!

Your heart beats not only for you,

but seemingly keeps others alive as well.

Your love and caring

is that Strong!

Stretched way past your limits,

You keep giving still.

So intensely gifted is your 

compassion, time and soul.

Disappointment rises yet again

and you ride to battle.

Defeat is not an option!

In awe I feebly attempt to assist.

I polish the shield,

I sharpen the sword

and I cheer you on from the sidelines.

Yet, all know

It is You who wields the weapon.

It is You who leads the charge!

Your battle cry is silent,

but heard by all who know.

And with a mighty heart

and a bright soul,

You charge yet again into 

the dark!

(For Melissa, my family's warrior)

Dressed In Red...

Tonight you danced...
Dressed in red, as to match your warlike partner.
Sister of the lesser light.
Oh, how stunning you were to behold.
This celestial waltz of changing light...
From bright to dark,
and then back again to your amazing splendor!
With Spica standing guard, you marked your time.
I witness all of this Earth bond and small.
Yet to night you shared with me your changing secrets.
And I, for one,
am better for it...

Reclaim My Listening

I have a longing to reclaim my listening.
     The sounds of all I am missing.
Somewhere I had lost the songs of Love.
      Frequencies of Joy,
            pitched with decibels of Sorrow.
To pull back through the noise
            to find the rhythms of peace.
      All of these harmonies call out to me
and echo lovingly with want.
       Pulsing with reason through the medium
             of Air and Light,
finally comes the music I was missing.
       Abounding with a range of sounds
              awashed with perfect pitch,
                      fills me with
       resonating understanding.
The acoustics of all this, restores my purpose.
       So while I hear the beat of heart and soul,
set to the cadence of Life,
       I reclaim the lost sounds.
        And at long last,
sit and listen to the longing on the wind...