You could die today or tomorrow.
The chance is real no matter the sorrow.
Have you given out to the point of peace,
Knowing very well your own life will cease?
Your eyes that read and ears that listen
Will one day have fulfilled their mission.
But you don't know that hour or time.
All you know is that you cannot rewind.
The freedom is in what you say and do
Inside this moment that forever is new.
Your breath is running out, so don't be shy.
Love people, for that is what never runs dry.

I would wait years in isolation
for a chance
at life
with you
Because you are enough to last me five lifetimes
You are more than enough

What we have together is complicated.
It very well may be toxic.
But I am glad it happened.
I ask if you love me.
The physical representation of thirst.
You curve my appetite in so many ways.
I am full in knowing that you complete me.
Such a sensual smell.
My mouth burnt by the hot.
My taste buds go insane each time you are near.
Watering at the mouth.
I've eaten too much but know you fulfill my every need.
I often picture a life together with you.
Seasonal aroma, stirred and mixed.
Following your lead.
We grow older.
At times you upset my stomach.
I regret the decision of going to find you.
But this is the same reason I am drawn towards you.
Licking the corners on my mouth.
You fill what hunger I have and I love it.
Because I love you.
We may have our spats but that's anyone that confuses misunderstanding.
I am sincere in the way I am reminded.
Yet selfish in the way I am spoiled.
I love you because you always commit with purpose.
One spoon at a time.
To wake up and have you here with me.
I wouldn't trade anything for it.
To wake up and have you beside me, 
To wake up and ask is that Shrimp Fried Rice on your breath

The warm wind tugs at my heart like a lover returning
But in this sorrow is a neon joy shining brighter than everything I’ve ever seen


It reminds me of you
Tussling my hair
Moving toward my destination
Hoping I’ll return to its embrace

How lovely the wind feels, curling in the spaces my fingers make

The universe is vast.  This earth is packed.
Found the contentment i'd never known.
My heart is brimming with happiness at last.

I reminisce on Grandma's hands,
Her visions of Heaven's lands,
Spectacles of repose so grand,
Summer floral perfumes,
Velvet pastures for rooms,
Eternal light so divine,
Ambrosia, sweeter than wine,
I reminisce on Grandma's hands,
Gnarled, old but natural,
Her songs, hymns so musical,
Her life well spent, faithful,
I reminisce on Grandma's hands,
Her dreams came true, that's grand,
Souls in repose, in Summerland,
Her visions of Heaven's lands,
Yes,  I recall our Grandma's hands.

You may well feel as though you have found the key, the missing link, and the answer
But know that this is only temporary
Like the receding tide, this sense will fade away
Deep inside you will feel it again
The unfulfillment
It will continue ro return
Untill you truly realize that you are already fulfilled
Your existence is the collective breath and entropy of source
You fulfill your purpose simply by realizing who you are
And you do this, only by letting go of all you THINK you are
All you call yourself
All that they call you
What can harm you when you discover this truth
This awakening