My mind aches for the Truth...

Delicate atmosphere
Intrinsically understood
Nature's intricate ecosystems
Our planetary amniotic fluid

Unborn children
Safe within the womb
Helplessly pondering our existence
Relentlessly hoping that soon
Something will save us
Will come to wake us up

As if this life is not enough..

I wonder if the star that exploded
and created the atoms of which I consist
is proud of the reincarnation
that has grown to presently exist

This life giving source
My Mother; this Earth
To whom we owe our lives
for the very possibility of birth.

Safe in our first moments
inside our Mother's womb
While our Mothers were safe within Hers
This Earth is a living entity
and we must protect the roots of truth
from which the gift of life occurs.

Some nights
the memories still take over.
Some nights
you are still
the only thing I want to think about.

So I retreat
to shut off the outside world.
I bury myself in those old emotions.
I bury myself in those memories.

I want to remember them all
every insignificant detail.

I want to remember the faint scent of your hair
thrown into the air
as you rested your head down on my shoulder.

but I can't
and that bothers me.

~

“I love you”
Sounds so much better spoken,
than written