some things come by
sweeping you up like a wave
so big
you just have to dive under
and there you find the calm
away from the crash
you won’t sink
you’ll swim
and you know
you’ll come back up
for air, again
some things come by
sweeping you up like a wave
so big
you just have to dive under
and there you find the calm
away from the crash
you won’t sink
you’ll swim
and you know
you’ll come back up
for air, again
ah yes, honey,
i recognize heartache
bring your pain right in here
if it’s getting too much to take
i can put my hands over my eyes
and pretend not to see you cry
dear one
let me hold your hand through it
i know
i know
in the grand scheme of things
it’s not so big
let’s step back a moment
and look at all the wonderful moments
the beauty that is this big life
if the bigger picture
would sit heavily upon my chest
so that what is most important
could bear the most weight
and i am always aware of it,
perhaps my perspective
could never be lost
and my heart would
much more easily
fall in line
she fainted
not once or twice
but three times
the morning she faced it
it hit her like
a ton of bricks
a freight train
a lack of oxygen
or dehydration, apparently
my heart is full
when she pulls me close
and calls me “dear one”
such tender regard
from a pure heart
and i feel cherished
for who i am,
seen, and valued
please do not choose for someone else
who they can befriend
who they should love
do not decide for them
that you are too much
or worst of all,
that you are not enough
abuelita
time was not on our side
i was too young to ask
and then quickly you were too old
to remember
when you were just a young girl
what were your dreams?
what were the stories your grandmother told you
about living in a teepee?
Dear Sunshine
follow me to the southeast
where water is flowing
in abundance
where the laughter of children
can be heard upon the beach
and my feet will be firmly planted
in the sand
scoured my pinterest
just to find bits of me
that no one else knew,
my favorite quotes and thoughts
pinned, life’s quandaries,
words, and points of view
water running down my face
to land in a lake
hold my hands tight into fists
tonight, there’s little fight in me
decide to give up myself
there’s nothing else to give
i’m empty of everything
i thought id need to live
when i wanted to know you
i wanted to know all of you
the inside to the outside
the in- between and shamefaced things
so you’ve had a hard week
and the sentiments are at your feet
hoping you’ll keep picking them up
and keep feeding them a treat
but you will try so hard, instead
to leave them to play dead
while you turn to the things the day calls for
while you bite into fresh bread …
being both tender and strong
seems a rarity
but how to incorporate them
in the core of me
so that i’m gentle and kind
loving and sweet
but full of courage and strength
for all the challenges i must meet
connection came from within me
and will do so again
this quality at times feels cruel to its host
and not always like my friend
but when it learns to love a kind soul
i realize the good by its hand
i’m sorry, little one
that it happened the way it did
that you did not see love in a pair of eyes
or see comfort as it should have been
somewhere down the line
you were convinced you were only in the way
and no one held you tight
and told you “I love you. Stay.”
to beat the old patterns
of bygone days
each time i open my eyes
it’s to a battle of wills
and desperate sighs
a little boy calls to a puppy
as he runs in the grass
i’m sitting in a swing
and the breeze is blowing past
there’s a chill in the air
a cardinal sings high in a tree
“i’m here! I’m here, here, here!” says he
she wept before him
and he asked her why;
he could read her heart
and even still, he waited for her answer
then,
may a girl be loved
openly, honestly
and full of tenderness
cherished
without a doubt
so she would not question it