Always cramming to do lists into my pockets
worrying about what I am going to do next
or what I am going to forget
they end up staying in the pocket of some shorts
left or forgotten anyway or washed by accident

I always try to lay out my life
like that will help anything
yet more desperately than anything
I want to live day to day
free of to do lists
my only care the present moment

how do I go about this?
I constantly bother myself with the idea
of what I am doing with my life
all the while wasting it
contemplating what I should be doing

I want to go out into the woods
and I want to sit by a river on a blanket
with my favorite book in hand
and I want to plant a garden
and grow my own food
and whittle little pieces of wood I find
and write letters to friends who are far away
and learn about what type of trees
are growing in my own front yard

I remember when
You slipped your hand into mine

Changing everything

I think I could write
At least one hundred haikus
Just about your smile

deep inside of us
all that we are made up of
Everything Is Love

Some days I get so low,
I don't see how I could ever get out of the hole
I have dug for myself

Yet other days,
all I can feel is the sun shining
and all I know is the deep truth
that it will always rise again

I won't ever give up on the love I feel flowing through my veins.