Photography, Poetry, & Ponderings
I can hear the gentle waters
flowing through rocks and bends
carrying a whisper of peace
for times of refreshing intend
to break unhealthy cycles
in a world of make pretend
when humanities hope will fall
and turn from self reliance to friend
for two are better than one
fighting the good fight to the end
be grateful in having a “good” someone else
in this world of make pretend
What does love look like
depends on the heart that perceives
Is it like a rainbow
bursting forth with many hues
an excited heart fluttering
colors of red, green, orange, and blue
What does love look like
depends on the heart that perceives
Is it a tumultuous and unwavering ocean
stirred up by gusty winds
crashing against the rocky coast
eroding emotions within
What does love look like
depends on the heart that perceives
Is it that old man still wanting to hold his wifes hand
and after so many years together
there’s no other woman he would want to stand by his side
Or a smile given when not planned
when a mother watches her child dance in the rain
taking pleasure in innocence
simply entertained
To answer my question
I have come to conclude
Love is not a fleeting feeling
but an action that can be pursued
Bamboo swaying gracefully
Gently dancing winds
Sunlight draped upon it’s leaves
A flaming sunset
Reflecting on ocean glass
Bright as refined gold
With a rainbow in the sky
and the promise of light
when our eyes first met
It just wasn’t right
Everything seemed good
as perfect as can be
but the problem was never you
it was always just me
These lifeless eyes blinded
by past fears and insecurities
never allowing love in fully
as it was intended to be
For the very wish longed prayed for
was the one I couldn’t see
distracted by other dim lights
but the brightest not worthy of me
and in regret I will entreat
that blind eyes begin to see
the beautiful truth I pushed away
that was always destined for me
Can life offer second chances
will grace be kind to agree
that rare kind of love that came into my life
was a missed opportunity
So here I am doing innerwork
to set my mind free
self-sabotage is real
it was never about you
it was always just me
You…
you are a blessing
As waters run deep
joined to the mist of the air
purity is born
When sunflowers bloom
And the grass grows knee high
Who would’ve thought
It rains in July
The warmth of the sun
As sparrows fly by
A turn of the weather
A final goodbye
The summer is ending
The ground has grown dry
This love has gone jaded
It rains in July
Hearts are now fragile
You turned a blind eye
The season is over
It rains in July
As I gaze upon the heavenlies
A sphere of radiant light
Splitting open the evening sky
An illumination so bright
In latin it’s name is “Luna”
In greek they say “Selene”
The times I’ve had
conversing with the moon
Revealing secrets unseen
New hopes & past disappointments
Dreams that reach sky high
Whispers of things that no one else hears
Just between the moon and I
For that orb of night
Shares a glimmer of light
For anyone who draws near thy
As twilight falls
Watching over thee
Goodnight, sweet lullaby
I arrived at a crossroad
where two paths diverge
which road do I choose?
which way do I go?
Why am I blinded in seeking…
I don’t know
Do I use mind over heart?
or follow heart over mind?
as I take two steps forward
leaving the past behind
Because no one really tells you
there’s freedom in movement
and life will be fine
again…
for what is seen as an “end”
has only just begun
crossing over to new beginnings
this test in life I won
Ancient of days
what would you say
to the one who has passed you
along the way
Do you have tales
on men of old
who have traveled your path
as history unfolds
Have you seen wars
tribulation and love
the chronicles of humanity
in the makings of
Memories you’ve witnessed
the worse and best of mankind
recorded in the annuals of nature
and preserved throughout all time
