Life is that moving,
Flowing, crashing sound of the stream.
Life will be there for you
but it might not be where you left it.
Life is that moving,
Ever-changing spectacle.
It will be there to give you something,
likely not when you want it.
Life runs down the mountain
and to the oceans.
Life never sits still.
You could sit still,
and have your moment of reflection,
but life won’t be where you left it.
Soon, you’ll be in another place
and see where the current takes you.
The biggest challenge to your stream
is the mindset of the stagnant pond.
Flow, wait, change.
It’ll all be okay.

I took a walk today,
through the field not far.
There were people on bikes,
no lorries, no cars.
Your voice was all around me,
in the whispers of the wind.
You echoed through the grass
and made the tulips sing.
The sun sat high,
jealous of your complexion,
each word you speak
crafted to perfection.
I’ll see you tomorrow,
a day i can’t imagine
could be more perfect,
maybe our attraction.
Hug me when you see me,
show me how perfect we are.
take a photo in your mind,
for our ‘memories’ jar.

I lay very still,
navigating the waves of my thoughts
on the fictional ferry of the wide-eyed dreamers.
But life did not lay still.

The sunlight cast itself
from the window to the wall,
the room all a glow,
no darkness at all.

Hide as it might,
my tide brought me to shore
and i noticed
there was no darkness anymore.

Specs of dust that lay beyond me
gilded by the fresh morning’s glow,
settled gently downward,
the scene a painting i did not yet know.

Why remain in my mind palace
perched on my sorrowful throne,
when life was not laying still
and i had a safe place called home?

I needn’t cower or worry inside
I should let the sunlight
see what I hide.
That’s how it gets better.

My view felt antique,
like the Lilly flower
in the garden of my mind’s manor.
Beauty still exists in reality.

The darkness fades,
and it’s true that it will
always be subdued
by sunlight.

My home feels home again,
my mind’s estate a futile refuge.
The sunlight, oh the sunlight,
my mind’s escape a futile refuge.

There’s beauty in reality,
should i look just beyond
the veil of that unforeseen dust,
illuminated by sunlight.

It can’t hold me back,
when the sunlight knocks it down,
and i’m free to return to reality,
where my thoughts don’t make me drown.

It’d be nice if there was more of that
sunlight that makes things easy.
If people spread a bit of sun,
and kept others in reality.

We wouldn’t have to hide,
or retreat away to our better place
if people were just a bit brighter,
and showed their bright hearts to a sorrowed face.

Wouldn’t it be better
to spread the sunlight?
Wouldn’t it be better
to see a world so bright?

The darkness might be there,
but it shouldn’t hold you back.
Falling tears don’t make me less,
always remember that.

Roots are forever,
with you for always.
Still, they define us
writing our traits.

Do they hold us down?
Roots can’t define us;
We can’t change our origins,
but we find new ones in love.

To love, to hold, to have so dear,
to take and tame and **** one’s fear.
Love is grounding, subduing intrepidity,
a new origin, where you belong.

My origin doesn’t hold me,
in times of worry and dark;
only the anchoring of love,
demands of reinvention

rewriting my destiny,
intertwined with another.
Our roots shall interlace,
under the soil of our future.

My foundation suffers no taint,
no sadness no pain-
no regrets, no worry,
no suffering or shame.

I don’t want to forget my history,
Although it would be hard.
The essence of my legacy,
written by your new hand.

My future sees your warmth,
the change you had on me.
You dismantled the roots that defined me
and rebuilt me, binding with my soul.

You are the rock,
Upon which i build myself.
The weight of your love could pull the sun
down from its astral throne

but I would pull it for you.
you are my new beginning,
my alpha, my omega -
what came before, eclipsed.

My origin became a person,
starting my life anew.
My heart thinking of you
when life brings challenging trials.

My origin became a person;
I found my root in you.

In us,
together.