Cold winter rain falls on my
I like to look up when it is pouring
Allowing myself to
Drenched because everything dries
Off eventually right?
It burns my skin
Yet chills my bones.
I love how it makes me feel alive,
My whole body
Shivering to keep me warm.
All the hairs on my body standing up
I protest the protest and giggle.
And it always feels so delicious to get warm After
A good chill.
On to a hot shower and into
A pile of blankets
Until another moment shakes up all of
Continuous moments to marvel.
In so many little ways.
Taste and touch,
Scent and sight.
I hope you savor every one,
I sense you but I know
From which direction.
All around me it seems.
Waste no time in learning your lessons this journey
You promised you would find me
Where are you now?
I run knowing I must
Go to the river
There i submerge myself completely
Someday the same water that touches
Will in someway
On it goes,
And on and on.
Whether raindrop, river or ocean
It makes its way to you;
As will my heart.
Do not let a couple bad seeds
Ruin your love,
For the divine flavor of life.
Look at life as if your muse.
There she is right in front of you,
In the sky, the earth, the creatures around you.
The air that touches your skin.
The fruit that grows on the trees.
Look and see. Breathe and feel
As if new everyday.
Magical and deep.
Fall in love again and again.
There are those souls in life who return to the sidelines.
They are the ones we turn to
The souls who do not relish the spotlight.
Those who cheer us on,
Stay steady and strong.
Who doctor our wounds
And share words of wisdom.
Patting us on the backs as they send us back out there
Having faith in our capabilities we cannot see ourselves.
We forget sometimes they themselves
Take my hand.
Let us sit under the lemon trees
In my uncles backyard.
Under the branches which bare fruit with
A bright yellow rind,
Those that beckon us to partake of
Instead we will delight in the color.
Instead we will take comfort in the silence
Between us and observe fruit and
For a while.