Perpetuity

Though I can no longer hold you

You visit me in my dreams

You burrow up next to me

Our souls one, without seams

I can feel your breathing

You are still soft to the touch

I speak your name gently

You answer as much

There is no better feeling

Than moments like these

Memories I will take with me forever

Until my own last breath recedes

I like to think you are still here

Around every corner and cup of tea

I close my eyes often just imagining

Awake your absence is still jarring

Making me long for sleep

A place without time

Where we continue to play joyfully

Where the rays of sun dance along your brow,

Where the water washes sand into your hair

Though I can no longer hold you

You visit me in my dreams

I take you places you had not yet been

We hold hands and frolic

We run and leap and hide

We are two souls but one

We are visitors in these bodies

Along for the ride

I can still see you breathing

Here I can hold you tight

I speak your name gently

I promise never to leave your side

There is no better feeling

Than moments like these

Memories I will create forever

And recall to you on my knees

I like to think you are still here

Watching me diligently

A guardian angel of sorts

My life's companion infinitely

It is not until death do us part

You could never be just one part

It was always you

Before I even knew

Who helped to build this heart

A place for you to exist in perpetuity

Your eternal work of art

It's Enough

It's enough that you exist in this world

There is no lack of communication

There is no amount that can be misunderstood

There is no bad breath in the morning

There is no tick or nook

 

There is no scheduling issue

There is no candy you snuck

There is no friend who is too annoying

Or risk that you took

 

There is no amount of groveling

No title lost

There is no hair in the sink

There is no dish misplaced

 

There is no snoring too loud

There is no styling conflict

There is no distance

Or doubt

 

There is no day too rainy

Nor one too lit

There is no moment you could lose me

There is no shroud

 

There is nothing that will jump out here

Nothing that leaves and comes back around

There is no day I magically wake up

Unhappy to see you on solid ground

 

There is no chance or luck for someone else

There is no shoe or glove that better fits

There is no story I'd rather have read aloud

 

There is no other path I'd take that didn't lead me here

Nor sacrifice I wouldn't have made

There is no other wayward wind I'd choose to sail

But the one that brought me near

 

There is no direction change

Where I don't support you dear

I only ask that you continue to exist in this world

 

It seems at times to be so frail

Caught in a delicate balance

Between those who hope and the naysayer

 

You are a light

Just bright enough

It can be seen across the sea

A docking place for those lost, and

For those who would otherwise be

 

A place of curiosity

Cavernous and rough

A place to come together

To build cool stuff

 

There is no greater creation

There is no bird, or rock

There is no other fire, nor warmth

You will always be enough

Most Days

Most days I forget all that I've lost.
It is only in the daily interactions with others
That I have moments I recall what all is missing;
Mostly this comes as a shock. "Look at all that I once had!?"
None of which I was all that deserving.
All of which I worked so hard to acquire and invest
Was but life's blessings.
Not everyone's hard work pays off, I was lucky.
And perhaps now I am not.
But
Most days I forget all that I have lost.
I feel full and free and eager and ready
There seems to me so much more in life than I was imagining.
I think of love especially.
I think of friendship and of family.
I think that perhaps what I lost was really not for me.
That it is what now lays ahead
That which I cannot fully see
Of which life is customizing an opulent thanksgiving.
None of which I will be all that deserving.
All of which I will continue to work hard to acquire and invest
Will be but life's blessings.
Not everyone's hard work pays off, I'd be so lucky
And perhaps be able to share all that I've got.
But
Most days I forget all that there is yet still to lose
I feel like time will run out not
There always seems to be more of it with each tick and tock
No deadline too important to push off
I wonder if the sense of urgency will ever come about
And then I remember life's blessings
All of those I've lost,
All of which I have,
All of the possibilities left within each day still had.
And perhaps most importantly,
The significance of my actions, being most important
After my death

Bigger Than Us

Whether it is bread crumbs or pebbling

I find myself sustained, walking on solid ground

My heart unwavering,

Even when my head is not always able to wrap itself around

I find no reason, no need, to reason with myself

In life it is our motivations that move us - 

    to higher ground

A longing for love is not fruitless, 

Even unrequited I am fulfilled

The state of being is enough - 

    to leave one vying for beauty, brilliance, and sound

Inspiring the master to craft and leader to pick up their staff

Love is a many splendid thing, 

With which you can do most anything

The pure of heart and imaginative minds

Lifting the spirit of our human kind,  

Planting seeds from the Divine - 

     for a future full and lasting for all of time