You showed me paths
In my house, I didn't know existed
And now there's no space

That feels complete without you-
r touch. Every house will feel
Off kilter, every bedroom will feel

Too cramped, too empty.
Every garden path too jagged
And every living room too dead

Peace is to harmonize with your environment
And there's no harmony like you
Wind sings through spaces you create

And comfort flows like water.
So please put your artists gaze upon me
And make paths for us in this room.

Paths that lead from me to you.

She invited me into her home
apologizing for the lack of things there.
I could tell that she had renovated recently,
getting rid of the things that no longer
served purpose.
I thought of her as timely,
a perfect harmony of sage & mint candles
burning on a black glass coffee table.
about halfway through,
I realized how much I loved her home.
while she apologized in the beginning
less is more & it showed by way of her smile.
I enjoyed how everything was laid out,
from the brochures of comfort to the cushion
of where I sat.
the greatest intimacy between us two.
laughing at everything yet nothing at the same time.
but still I thought, how much she inspired me to do
the same when I got home.
everything that I thought was beautiful before
no longer had that same appeal.
when i extended the same invitation,
I too found myself apologizing for things
that needed no explanation.
my biggest source of inspiration,
I was glad to see her growth
& in turn stopped chasing the wrong things,
I learned from her
That everything is going to be alright