Grasping fingertips
clutch stagnant air
I am desperately searching
while you remain everywhere

You will never see your reflection in a muddy puddle

She rests in grainy white sand
the sun glistening on her winter skin
warm waves caress her legs
her breathe in rhythmic perfection
as the ocean’s harmonies
greet the silence of land

And you think I would take advice
from a man discovered by his son
choking his wife on the kitchen floor
of their marital home
How doth this man become?

Was it the *****, your insecurity
or the entitlement of hierarchy
feeding the need for power and control?
Regardless, you abuse my mother
and I see the darkness within your soul

With your judgment and your greed
you cast your broken stones
into the heart of my sacred home
in hopes of cracking our foundation
and taking what’s not yours to own

But I will not respond in kind
I prefer to greet your madness
with silence and a forgiving heart
because the depth of love between us
you will never tear apart

We are as unconditionally loved as much as the one loving us has the capacity to unconditionally love themselves

The soulful sounds
of a rhythmic heart
expanding its resonance
without judgment,
without fearing rejection
without earthly limitations,
embodies the infinite essence
of Life itself