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Chancing Life

Sometimes life flies at us

whipping us with its limbs

stinging needles and jabbing cones

leave their mark upon us

other times we float with life

breathing the sweet pungency of its roots

we rest within its gentle breezes

and bask in its restoring waters

we keep guessing at its ever changing current

we take test runs and we learn

when to ride the skies and when to take the boat

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Transition

Tumbling like a glass off the edge of a table,

Spilling, spilling, spilling

No thunder rolls, no lightening flashes

No warning of tears that pour like rain

Wetting the skin, soaking the soul

Drilling, drilling, drilling

Through flesh and bone to the core of the heart,

Releasing silence into gasps and groans

Until breath comes once again

Dripping, dripping, dripping

Washing away all that is not you

As you learn to drink your own tears

Watering the seed ready to bloom within your soul

Glistening, glistening, glistening

Sun is breaking through the clouds

Tears you’ve wiped become diamonds in your hand

Listening, listening, listening

You feel a tug and hear the words within

It is your voice…speak!

Fragments

Shell of what I was,

still not what I’ll become,

ever changing life

Freedom

Extricate the feathers that matt your life.

Dry them in the sunlight of your heart,

and allow them to form the words of freedom.

When your words grow wings, your soul will take flight.

When you hit the sky, fly hard and far.

Soar high above your nesting place,

but never regret tangles that built a life.

Riding The Current

In times of turbulence

we sometimes find ourselves hanging tightly,

still riding the current of yesterday’s dreams

bumping our way through dark woods

and barely skimming the valleys of indecision

Know that clouds will drop fresh rain upon us

and the sun will sprout seeds in arid soil

By simply catching the tailwind of hope

we can take flight on the wings of tomorrow

Kaleidoscope

when the cool winds blow

through the valleys of your soul

and the rivers within have frozen

when you are ever still waiting

for that tangerine warmth to surface

the mountain tops and grace your shoulders

when you feel time is not on your side

as you hear the echo of every tick and every tock

and you can’t look in the mirror because

you know it is proof of what your life has become

what could you possibly do at this point

to lift yourself from this state of nonbeing

meet that cool wind with the heat of your breath,

the breath of your soul has the power to melt glaciers within

and though you are not aware of the rapids or ripples,

your reflection radiates with the sun shining

over your river that flows within

savor the ticks and the tocks, grasp every moment

and bask in that glow of orange

if you must shatter that glass and smile

see your lips stretch from piece to piece

and your eyes twinkle in possibility

turn and the colors change just as you forever will

because though you’ve never known

you are a beautiful magic mirror

in an ever turning world

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