Bliss

Watch the sunrise. Soak up the rays.

See the clouds part. Appreciate art.

Get lost as you stare at the clear sky.

Enjoy each moment. Breathe in deep.

Count the sheep. Drift away. Sleep.

Wake up. Walk to the edge of the sea

and wave to the tide. Say hello. Smile

and look inside. No need to hide.

Solace and hope rests on our lips.

Sweet nothings transform into

sour somethings. Manifest bliss.

Enjoy the rain that will be mist.

Don’t stress. I will take care

of the rest. Time to feel blessed.

Take a load off and nothing less.

Window Pain

Do you ever see cats sitting on the window

pane? Just watching the rain? Hearing

planes fly across the sky? Have you

seen people do the same? Looking out

the window wishing to fly like birds

without a care in the world. Much pain

resides inside broken bodies. Sorrow

lives behind lost eyes looking for a new

tomorrow. Rain slides down aged glass

just as teardrops fall from above.

All we need is love, but we need to love

ourselves before all: before all our tears

fall and our eyes dry out. I know you

want to shout. Take a deep breath. Step

away from that window pane. Go out-

side and look from the outside looking

in. Wave to the reflection in the window

and live your dream. Fly away and live.

There is so much love for you to give.

Glow in the Dark

Darkness surrounds the brightest souls.

It’s impossible to see without the light

that shines within. Even when my eyes

are shut, I can still see the light you have

passed on. Colorful images are painted on

the inside of my eyelids. You shine. You glow

in the dark. You light up the night. In a sea

of darkness, you provide comfort and bliss.

Like a flaming candle, you can handle

what’s not shown – the true unknown.

Like a blazing sun, you are not done

until you shed light and provide warmth.

In a world of pain and sorrow, you show

others that happiness is obtainable.

Your light is relatable. You glow in the dark

when others can’t see. You’re a beacon

of light guiding those who are seeking.

treading water

The river of life flows through

all of us. The rapids pick up

and the water takes over.

Thoughts swim around like fish

moving downstream. Surrounded

by trees and wildlife, the river

flows day and night. It flows out

of sight. Like blood in our veins,

the current flows the same.

It gives us life. It keeps us going.

Like a blowing gust, life outside

us comes and goes, but the river

water never slows. Nothing can stop

what constantly moves. We must

paddle – tread water if we have to.

We must do what we have to do.

In this life, we must go with the flow.

If we choose not to, we’ll sink below.

We swim around before we drown.

Out of Control

My mind may be out of control,

but the way I love makes it whole.

The confidence I lack doubles back,

but my feelings fend off any doubts.

My soul attacks intrusive thoughts.

My evolving perspective cools the jets

often too hot. Sometimes, it feels like

two people playing racquetball inside

my head. I can feel my body tense up.

My heart crashes against a worn chest.

What is out of control is out of my

control. No sense in worrying because

time is hurrying. No need to suffer twice.

The time will come and acceptance will

prevail. There are more seas to sail.

Out of control and into my soul. Life

will fall into place at the end of the race.