Allow your troubles to
fall off your shoulders

You are the sky
Watching the snow

The sound of confusion
It will ring no more

Dampened by
the softness
and grace
of it all.

Divert rain
into a well
of love

Dear Self
Dear World
I’m so bored
I’m so bored

I’ve done all that I could think of
to feel like my body is a home

And all is well
All is quiet
I am simply bored

I’ve talked to rooms full of people
I’ve talked to walls
I’ve talked to Gods
I’ve talked to the stars
I talk to myself
I walk up and down halls

I think about the possibility
of meeting her one day

I think about buying
a new house
with more walls,
more Gods,
more of her,
and halls.

Without the right her,
I’m still so bored.

i gave all of me
to all of they

and they never returned
an ounce of me to me

a lesson learned
a foundation built
a boundary fortified

with all of me
protecting me

i enjoy it here
i believe i’ll stay

rooted to this moment
love came to me
i refuse
this time
to run
away

universal love
must be
all inclusive
non exclusive
or else it is non-existent.

or whatever...

i let go of needing
i let go of preaching
i’m going to go sit under a tree
i’m tired of thinking
that i learned everything
i’m tired of thinking
anything:

peace.

In sadness
Hope was planted
Roots take to trust
Love grows