Begin by noticing
What do you see?
The orange hot coil of the stove’s burner
Soft, buttery light from the living room window
Bicycle helmet dangling from the corner of a kitchen chair
Sharp sun shadows on the wood floor
Folded clothes that need a home
Two sips of lukewarm coffee in a mug
A new morning slowly shifts into the past

i hate all the things i have done so far
nothing feels right

in my stomach
a peach pit full of dread
a swift shock of fear
a perfectly placed punch
to the softness that sits at my core

listless -
am i lying to myself?
cowering in the corner
creature-like
with hands covering eyes

sorting -
separation of this feeling
from my true center
is taking energy
that i'm unsure i have

i wake up
am i ready to greet this day?
not just yet

i try again
force tired body out of bed
a heaviness settles

water on boil
steam rises
while i wait

i languish over coffee
thoughts of returning to bed
drift above

no sun today
a chill in my kitchen
perhaps a walk later

how are you doing?

I wept into the wind
And the wind mocked my sadness
I wept into the ocean
And the salted water took in my tears
I wept into the soil
And new life sprung forward
I wept into your chest
And my tears dried.

she sat, isolated and alone
river flows
wind blows
I walked on by
on a path
one glance back

it feels like the end of everything normal -
but spring breathes gorgeous green hope
and the familiar tap-tapping of the rain
wraps around me like an old forgotten blanket
that's been tucked away in my closet

It might feel as though we are standing near the edge
While a strong wind pushes from behind
Threatening to blow us over
Unless we plant our feet
and stand tall like a mountain