Little Jars of Joy

What if we could bottle up joy into little jars? Placing them carefully on our cupboard shelves Where they would glow in patient anticipation Of our inevitable need for a burst of felicity. In the darker hours, days, months, years, We would, with gratitude, unseal a jar of joy Watching as it illuminates our shadowedContinue reading “Little Jars of Joy”

Sailing

The summer is slowly turning into the golden days before autumn Longer days shorten like quicksand, and I have missed them all Absorbed in the rush of demands and the tide of expectations Waiting for the unrest to finally rest; for the paper walls to fall. So much time sifted through the hourglass of aContinue reading “Sailing”

Starburst

Tune me in to the underlying source Plant me beneath that burst of sunlight Take me from the shadows of uncertainty Into the sweet relief of unquestionable right. Pull me away from the fear of failure Always clinging to my timid, doubtful mind Show me what it means for me to be enough Replace myContinue reading “Starburst”

When Love Finds its Way In

When loves finds its way in, it never leaves me My heart is protected by barbed wire and steel A walled-up structure surrounded by neon signs “Keep out,” “No service,” “Private property,” “No trespassing,” And yet, you found a way through, gently and true. I trust in the power of warmth that melts away defensesContinue reading “When Love Finds its Way In”

Out of the Dark

When our eyes adjust to the darkness, We begin to see the bars of our self-imposed prisons Realizing the whys and hows of our stagnancy That eventually open the door for our escape. I know what the lurking shadows feel like, The chains of depression on a tender soul Steeped in the shame of everyContinue reading “Out of the Dark”

Givers

When we are givers, giving sustains us Providing oxygen through the fractured chambers of our hearts Offering what we need most for ourselves, to others Loving others to better understand how to love ourselves. Could it be an unconscious form of self-deprivation? An act of self-punishment for our own lack? At its root, dear soul,Continue reading “Givers”

Leaning Toward

There is a festering wound in me That I must confront, that I must see But it’s as if my mind is always running To escape the lurking presence of sorrow, As if it were a monster, always prowling, Seeking to disarm my carefully composed resolve To face the unbearable without truly breaking. I don’tContinue reading “Leaning Toward”

What We Need Most

When I have stood at the basest level of the deepest abyss, Holding my heart in my hands as it dripped from breaking, I did not need platitudes, I did not need recited scripts I needed someone to climb down into the abyss with me. No words can cauterize our internal wounding, No advice effectivelyContinue reading “What We Need Most”

Metamorphosis

Healing is meant to hurt, But no one tells us so It is the sting of metamorphosis The collapsing grief of letting go As our hearts begin to remember The bittersweet of our history When we see the whole perspective Of life, of loss, of synchronicity. It will not last forever, dear soul, Though atContinue reading “Metamorphosis”

When the Worst Is Over

When your heart is tired, There is no use in resisting The still and steady pull Of sleep when it calls. Yes, you can keep moving But dear soul, I see the toll That a hundred hidden hurts Have taken on your shoulders. Break free, just for a moment From the weight of this worldContinue reading “When the Worst Is Over”