Connection

The Moon

The Moon holds all secrets.
Yours and mine.
It is a divine circumstance,
Not some random chance.

The Moon may appear busy
With its changing phases
And varied dance across the sky.

It is no secret.
It is a gift from above.
The dance of give and receive.

It is limitless and accessible to all.
The capacity to hold is unchanging.

The Moon listens to my heart.

It is with gratitude that I join
And dance with the stars.

Connection

Despite the rain, the sun still rises

Despite the rain, the sun still rises.
It was my birthday
6:30 in the morning
and as dark as night.
The pattering of rain
against my window
began during my slumber.

I looked up at the sky
and knew that despite the rain,
the sun will still rise
and that warmed my heart.

My special day wouldn't be
ruined from the dark
from the large puddles
that collected in my driveway.

In the quiet of morning,
I saw mourning doves perched
on the electric wire.
Nowhere to go.
Nowhere to shelter.
Just one with the rain
with the elements 
and they were all okay
despite the rain.

The sun still rises
Even if I can't be
greeted by its warm red
and orange rays.
As the day progressed, 
the dark sky did brighten
to a white marble gray sky.
The sun was still there
If I just remembered.

Despite the rain
I went out to celebrate
with my husband.
at our favorite place for breakfast
and each bite was a true delight.
I marveled at where we were
in this place and time.
How I got here on this special day.
The wisdom, the experience, the love,
the awe, the pain, the lessons
And I, too, was okay
Despite the rain.
self-care

I come from there

I come from there.
Far over the edge
where the sky meets the earth.
The trees line the horizon
With never ending evergreen.

I come from there.
The warm grass
with little crawling insects.
A green soft blanket underfoot.

I come from there.
Where salty air cools my skin
and fills my lungs with care.

I come from there.
Far over the edge
where the sea spreads out
to a flat horizon
whose edges knows no bounds.

I come from there
Where rain melds
and becomes my tears
tears of joy
tears of sorrow
nourishment and sustenance.
I feel and appreciate it all.

I come from there.
Where home greets me
at the door.
A warm embrace.
A quick burst of chatter about the day.
We are welcome.
We are loved.
We belong
And call this our forever home.

I come from there.
The lovers embrace.
The calm after the storm.
The seed of potential.
The green light of love.
The sparkling emerald of my heart.
I come from there.

I just know in my bones.
There was no lesson.
No guidebook or post
to mark my path.

The landscape was laid out before me. 
Welcomed me
with a warm embrace.
Sunshine on my face.
Sustenance to survive.
Laughter, joy and connection
to make it all worthwhile.
Mine all mine.
My story.
My experience.
My joy and sorrow.
I come from there.

The edge.
The sea.
The air.
The sky.
The grass.
The rain.
And I am welcomed
home to mother earth
greeted by a new day
and embraced by the moon each night

I come from there.
The loving world
and welcomed embrace