the delicious silence
forms tucked away
in beds
dreaming sleeping dreams

the town silent
dark
only the night
shift toils away

and even they
sleep

the sky hidden
by a blanket of clouds
rain paused

a peaceful heart
breathes in
deeply

thoughts abated
warm messages
waiting

an army of wonderful
humans
reaching out to
one another

bringing love and joy
into a little corner of another
part of this little
planet

she spins
out in space
green and blue and white

dear dear Mother Earth
so small when seen from above
so huge when seen from below

peals of laughter ring across her
sobs of sorrow water her

ever there
ever here

we are all one
here on this little
spinning rock

wake up and
be the love
be the light
be the compassion

simply be
in peace
in stillness
in silence
in solitude

~~~

I look at you in the way that I do
Because I know very well that you could be it for me.

there's truth in your
beautiful
lie.

I love how
despite how illogical it is,
somebody not speaking feels like
the end of the world.

Okay, maybe not the end.
But I get panicky,
I get worried that perhaps this is the end
despite what they've said
before.

You think you're being cute
and quirky and fun
but really they're worn out
by your smile,
they're dreading the next
time they have to pretend to
hug you
and tell you
everything's just fine.

Everything isn't fine.

I can see it.

You've been saying that
everything is fine
for far too long now
when before you'd take me
swimming in your mind,
skinny dipping where few
dare to go.

Where did that
closeness go?

Please,

speak?

And of what of love, he asked
As he slid his fingers through my hair..
There was a special strength in his grip
And a certain passion in his stare..
But my body trembled and my heart raced
At the thought of loving him..
For if I allow myself to crumble to pieces here and now,
I may never recover again.