I look to the East with deepen breath,
freeing soul inside love.
I look to the West with dancing steps,
freeing my soul inside dreams.
I look to the South with open eyes,
freeing soul inside visions.
I look to the North with hearts song,
freeing soul as my mind follows.
I look up to the sky with gratitude,
freeing soul integrating light
I look down to Mother Earth,
freeing soul as my feet ground.

Ground in celebration of a new day.

Don't
           forgive and forget.
           Remember   and
                    recover.
               ( Healthy Self )
                 Heal thy self
                    I'm not
                telling you
                  it's going
                  to be easy,  

             I'm telling you
                 it's going
                     to be
                  worth it.
Put your broken pieces back together differently and learn to love the sound of your feet walking away from things not meant for you.

              Make broken
                       look
                  beautiful
                       and
                     strong
                       look
                  invincible.

                 Walk with
                the universe
                  on your
               shoulders &
           make it look like a
                      pair
                  of wings.                                                  Jon York   2019

There is a ghost in your voice
Haunting me through the silence



Through every droplet of memory
Dotting my otherwise starless night

I tried to gather them
With my words, my fear, my soul
And yet they remain forever bond
To a place I cannot reach
A being I cannot see
And a love I can never hear

Your flowering existence sheds invisible petals
I seem to be able to find
Yet, I'm ever uncertain
All these pieces of your soul
Did you left them for me to find
A breadcrumb trail leading only
To a chance in the future
To an uncertain promise
Or did I just stole the traces
Of your existence you left for the universe
Claiming them as something I could own

Should I keep them or scatter them

Or are they even yours
Could it be that they are the pieces of my soul
Still clinging on to you
That you're finally shedding away
To be complete on your own

What could I do
Standing in pieces
Holding someone's soul
That may or may not be my own
If they weren't
I'd still be missing all the chunks I've given to you
If they were
I'd still be empty
Because
I'm forever hollow without you

Falling in love with you was not like a sea breeze or the trickle of a mountain stream.
It was a roaring gale with tempestuous seas carrying you to my arms.
I fell so deep I was drowning in your love.
I want to drown in your arms
Love me, drown me please.