In my collection box

“Change happens for you the moment you want something

more than you fear it.” 

― Eric Micha'el Leventhal

"In a forest of a hundred thousand trees, no two leaves are alike. And no two journeys along the same path are alike."

Paulo Coelho

"It takes a lot of time being a genius. You have to sit around so much doing nothing. Really doing nothing." Gertrude Stein

“You can ask the universe for all the signs you want, but ultimately, we see what we want to see when we’re ready to see it.”

upon death's door (the Light)

she rose up from body limp

to the light that warmed the universe

there she realized no fear of human death

for the beauty of the afterlife laid out before her soul's eyes

sent back down not quite ready yet

she no longer entertained uncertainty for the loss of life

instead she oft dreamed of returning on over to that other side

it makes living this human life experience

much more charged with excitement and adventure

she does not think it is necessary to survive

but rather to find the joy in all things including the struggles

as each passes too quickly compared to eternity

Ready but living 

Sometimes wishing for that peaceful bliss of forever unafraid 

It's a reminder of living courageously today

awake

she whispered her own name to awake

ragged edges of worn gown swept across the floor

the warmth of the day already begun

her hair tousled needing the brush

rubbing the bits of left sleep

her lips parted to suck in the morning's breath

one moment she felt stalled

the next inhaled thought

exhaled the beginning of a time

unrequested coming from the side ways

now she knew

one more step forward into that day

when she fell in love with you

awake oh awake 

JUMP

mounting the ancient bleached stone steps one at a time

she moved quietly albeit somewhat belabored under the age

her eyes first cast down and then up with inhale and exhale

determination glowed in her gentle eyes as slight salty tears shivered

drying before crossing the threshold of her sturdy jaw line

her motivation to see the other side of a chaotic humankind

no temple atop the stairs stretched forth as if vanishing into blue sky

every now but then here a small token of someone who came before

her simplicity of the thought chanted under her breath was no need for why

there will be a brightness shining way up there

when she does finally arrive

there where the souls blend into that peaceful kindness of love for all time

in the darkness there has been light

in the light there was darkness 

yet consulting the inner voice

listening to the sultry at times and soft aged at others

the whisper told of truth none other sound could impart

forever is not how long she climbs

rather just a brief human life time

every now and then a song breaks loose from her lips

to be heard by the meadows and yes even quieted birds

freedom is being without fear of not being accepted

what is

even choices will not matter when the last step is reached

where then she looks and then she becomes

nothing more than aire

jump