Posted in Thinking out loud

Found in translation…

“You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens.”
― Rumi

Sometimes I feel washed up
and alone,
invisible of breath
hardly known.

then I plead for joy
to intervene,
to grow back into the landscape of my dreams.

to find my footing once more
to chatter with birds
until I’m restored.

to worship in forests
and find repose,
to sing
and chant again in prose.

To wait for cicadas to give me rest,
and taste the sweetness
of being blessed.

The flowers have danced before my eyes,
drenched in their fragrance
I’m baptized.

I’m found in translation
of intense grief,
that even
in darkness
I still believe…



I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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