The quarrel of the sparrows in the eaves,
The full round moon and the star-laden sky,
And the loud song of the ever-singing leaves,
Had hid away earth's old and weary cry.

And then you came with those red mournful lips,
And with you came the whole of the world's tears,
And all the trouble of her laboring ships,
And all the trouble of her myriad years.

And now the sparrows warring in the eaves,
The curd-pale moon, the white stars in the sky,
And the loud chaunting of the unquiet leaves,
Are shaken with earth's old and weary cry.

she was not fragile like a snowflake.
she was fragile like a bomb.
and i didn't know which was scarier-
                                                        ­  her explosion or her calm.

i wish
i could tell you how to think
how to be to have a happy life
but i am at a loss for words
have you not yet heard
about the light that
shines outthrough
every cell that
makes up
you?
this world is made of all •YOU• do
these answers live in side of you
homing all the ways you move
and flowing out through
thoughts you
brew
we carry this world
its misplaced secrets too
each of us - our own cosmic hue
divine in nature, me & you, we
shine a glow... (as above
so below...) you smile
and this world
is new

you may be alone
but your troubles are known
i blink and your worries
have found a new home
they soar over oceans
and dance past my eyes
into my limbic system
for me to unwind
your wounds hold a glimpse
of our lost love and time
i will line them with silver
to glow when you hide
use the warmth of my fire
to soften their sides
so your worries transform
into the brightest of skies
i must release hold
••let it all go••
out through my feet
flows a radiant glow
you look in the mirror
your light starts to show
your pain let the light paint
your lost chromosomes
now you shine like the stars
that dance in your bones
my heart skips a beat
just to loan you
your own

everything's changing
yet i'm here still remaining
growing stronger and gaining
my Light from what pained me