Pink petals
Swirling up into the sky
Prettiest whirlwind

Could someone ever love me for exactly who I am?
Quite possibly, but I still have my doubts
For this to happen I would have to share all my secrets
I don't know if it's worth it to find out

One day I will find someone who I want to show my soul
Someone I want to stay with till the end
Someone for whom I am willing to rethink all these walls
And ask myself this same question again

Each turn of phrase a branch, each rhyme a spark
And still the fire burns out of control
For centuries it's raged into the dark
To cast the monstrous shadow of our soul

Of heroes we still follow to this day
And villains we are still afraid to name
No river, no ocean could wash away
The visions we have seen among the flames

sand and snow
why are we afraid of these
ghostly messengers

I wonder
if some ancient part of us
remembers that day

long ago
when the dragons ruled the sky
there when the night fell

we survived
to wonder at this omen
winter is coming

deep in the flower
stationary
in the dark waiting to grow
hidden within the sanctuary
there where only faeries go
seductive as confectionery
sweetest siren silent sings
a message evolutionary
carried far on borrowed
wings

If someone saw in four dimensions
I wonder what they would see
And if they looked at us
Would they see not one person
But a tree

With all our lives laid out together
Branching back mother to mother
Back to when we became humans
Where our branch joins with the others

Would they see not just our timeline
But those of the molecules
Which branching back away from us
Return to plants and animals

And if they looked far back enough
Would they see us all join as one
Woven upon the helix Earth
Which wraps around the spiral Sun

one day I will bloom
like the Moon