Beautiful girl…

Did you know
How beautiful you looked,
Did you know I was watching
Each expression that crossed your skin,
The eyes lit with laughter
The somewhat sad expression
At the corners
That were there when you came
Into this world
What seems like not so long ago.
Did you know how I adore
The way you are spontaneous
And free with your love,
With your time
That I cannot picture my life
Without you around.
Did you know how beautiful you looked
And how very bad I felt
Knowing you were searching
For those special words
On your special day,
And that even though you watch from afar,
That you read,
Maybe liking,
maybe not,
the words that fall to the page,
And I could not find the words that day,
Life gets so busy
Takes our minds away
Squeezing in all that we can
And sometimes letting the words sit
Like an actor off stage,
Waiting for the best time
To make an entrance
To be heard.
You are beautiful
And blood runs so very deep
Miles away
I spoke the words then
That I can now speak out loud,
To my dearest sister
On a week late birthday poem,
This ones for you
Most beautiful soul
Most gracious smile
And most infectious laughter,
I cannot sing
But I can weave a word or two
Just to say
How much I love you.
Happy birthday sweet Heather….
Love you so.

Streams of consciousness

You come to me
In Deepest slumber
Teaching
Reaching
Lessons of student and sky
To fly yet grounded
Document lost
Who I am
Nowhere to be found
On the higher plane
Conscious running free
Like clearest mountain stream
Slivers of silver reflected
Through the rushing movement
Emotion like slippery stone
Creating waves
From underneath
Below the surface there lies
A higher horizon of night to day
And caught in the middle
Between light and dark
The stream slips past silently
And in the moment of perfect solitude
The dawn of realization
That this is all
There needs to be
The here
The now
The who I truly am
A part of whole
Yet nothing at all
A speck
A grain
Of sand in time
Streaming form
Of memory.