We are…almost there.

Within each drop lies a reflection

turning inward, backward, forward into

ourselves and all we see,

we are these tiny movements

rippling out to touch the edge of something,

anything, nothing at all

as we return once more to our beginning.

Gravity moves us unknowingly

we turn, spin and begin once again

to the creation like an echo bouncing

off of the cosmic thought.

Sun and moon twirl round so slow

yet we move ever faster as if to go

anywhere, somewhere, here and there

to nowhere and everywhere in between.

To awaken with a thought that comes full circle,

like a deja vu of another time and place

we vaguely recall somewhere within

that it is where we need to be

to feel that sublime peace descend

like snow that falls on a mountain in the distance,

we know it will become the stream

which we cross over

or will move upwards once more to fall

like the gentle misted rain

that cleanses our mind

into a gentle harmony filled

with serenity.

A pair

The gift has held well through time

since birth through life

no need to replace

slightly dirty and used

but content with the weight of the world

as they lay down to sleep each night.

They’ve been a part for so very long,

strong and tender at the same time,

rough on the edges from overuse

yet happy to sink down into the earth and just be.

They move along steadily

dance along with the light of each moon

keeping rhythm they rock slightly

bottoms brown but contentedly so,

we belong together, a perfect pair

since the day of my first breath

to my last they will be

taking me where I need to go,

carrying me forward in endeavors

ten little piggies in the sand

splashing in water with glee,

forever free.

I was laughing earlier as I put on my sandals and saw the bottoms of my feet. I look like a five year old that played in a mud puddle, but they went for a nice long walk this morning, tread naked on the cold tile floor and then found their way back in to the Birkenstocks that give them some support. Thought I would write an ode to my toes today. Enjoy 🙂 photo found on the internet…but very similar to real life. ❤


Did you know, did you feel

as I held you gently in the palm of my hand,

you, the precious pearl of my night sky,

of my dreams.

Did you feel the warmth

as my energy and yours twisted together

and we danced in an arc of beauty

rolling gently in my hand

like a bottle on the sea

lost yet searching for a home.

Did you sense me through your curtains,

tucked away shyly,

how you would peer out demurely

sweet white porcelain geisha

fanning herself with clouds,

inviting me into your circle

of illumination,

to sit and admire you

to long to know the feel of your surface.

You nudge the water to heights

washing over my legs with cool crisp salted wetness,

I taste the wind upon my lips,

licking them away I taste the brine

and you tuck away once more

leaving shadows behind

as I stare one last time as you depart,

believing for just a moment

that I saw you wink softly with a smile

as you crept below into nothingness

chased by the fire that rose to reclaim its time.