Poetry

Deep under the choppy surface Where stillness waits. Gather here The alone, the afraid, the torn, and shattered, Memories, forgotten or branded. Bring it all to the quiet. To the infinite expanse. Call. Recall. The pieces assemble. Hold gently yourself With vigilance.

Capricious and colorful, morning alights the soft dawn. Walk with me, dance, play, she sings. Let me undo your braids while you uncurl your toes, feeling deeper the soil. Unlace your work, breathe space into burden. You are mine. I am certain.

Toes dipping into the edge of a stream Feet get wet Pulse races Through each cell a cascade of excitement flows Tarsals to torso Torso to crown Reign