Pulling Petals

Days pass by, and the petals

fly. In a glorious garden, life

slows down; I can now zero

in on sounds that have yet

to be heard. I look around.

I see vibrant colors and shapes.

Without thought, birds and bees

survey the land. Abundant motion

surrounds a restless soul. I see

trees dance above a strong ground.

Coexisting with each other, all forms

of life carry on with no concern.

Not asking to be born, I learn to ask

how to live a life without keeping

track of all that I lack. I ask flowers

what it feels like to be pulled, planted,

cut, watered, and given away. I pluck

a flower in the midst of April showers,

and I begin pulling petals. One by one,

under the justified sun, I start pulling

petals. “She loves me. She loves me not”.

Asking questions that go unanswered.

After another question, the flower

was naked, missing its petals. Because

of my questioning, the flower’s beauty

is missing. I destroyed something due

to me not believing. I knew that my

doubt washed all the beauty out.

I lay the flower stem on the dirt,

and I realize my questions did

nothing but cause pain and hurt.

A Single Dream

A single dream can ignite a flame

that can light up a dark room.

A single dream can jumpstart

a dead battery or a broken heart.

A single dream can reveal a life

that only exists during the night.

A single dream can create motion

that juxtaposes life’s commotion.

A single dream can shed light

without burning too bright.

A single dream is all it takes

to get moving to the rhythm

of your choosing. Dream on

before someone else tells you

that dreaming big is wrong.

Look Alive

Don’t be a dead man walking.
No need to be a sitting duck.
Don’t be down on your luck.
No need to be feeling bad
when you miss all the things
you wish you could have back.
Don’t stare at your reflection
for too long. Change it up.
No need to replay the song.
Move on. Wake up and look
alive. Buy the ticket and enjoy
the ride. Know when to show
and when to hide. Look alive.
No need to slip into the night
when we can just take flight.

Souls and Spirits

Life is full of surprises, new heights,
and sunrises. Life can shine a light
that will follow us through the night.
Life is full of lost souls and spirits.
The energy those put into the world
will stay around, make sounds, and
will never die down. The feeling
we are left with provides healing.
Souls and spirits roam free. Souls
and spirits attach themselves to
those who don’t quite feel whole.
These aren’t ghosts. They’re friends
from the past: those who once lived.
They are gifts providing support
we were never given. Those living,
feel your soul. Never stop giving
spirits your attention. Keep living
a life that will leave a mark. Now,
know you are never alone as we
are with those we will never see.


Father Time

Don’t hit fast-forward.
Don’t press rewind.
Press play and watch
memories from the past
come to life. Take it
slow and pay attention
to the days that pass by
most of our closed eyes.
Look too far and miss
today. Don’t look at all
as our doubts grow tall.
Don’t rush. In our lives,
things may come and go,
yet we will come to learn
there is more to know.
Father time has his hands
full with grains of sand
flowing to his sandals.
Only he knows when
his palms are empty.
Only we can know that
this life is a blessing.