Distance

I keep daydreaming about the distance

I want the chance to hold your hand

To make promises as high as the moon

Naïve enough to believe I can keep them

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I want work that I can’t have

I want things to be easier

I’m tired of banging on doors that won’t open

I picture paradise, and it cripples me.

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Time To Rest

Take some time to rest

I know you’ve tried your best

You’ve made it through hard days

You’ve figured out the ways

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That you can make some sunshine

By digging through the mine

To break through all the rough

To find diamonds that are tough

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They glisten in your hand

And others may not understand

The little hope you’ve found

In places tiny lights abound

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A tiny bit of hope

Brings you to climb upon the slope

That leads you to a better day

This bit of light is here to stay

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That guides you when the night returns

Your hope, something so soft that burns

You know that you will be okay

For now, please rest, your light will stay.

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#poetry

 

Open Door

Sometimes a door is opened

The lock is broken, it waits for you

But you’re just not sure if you

Want to go through it. So you

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Stay still. Hoping that an answer

Will fall to you the way snow falls

From the sky. Blessing you with a

Blanket of confidence. But that

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Doesn’t happen. Instead, you breathe

You look at the door and wonder, what

Will happen if I go through? What will

Happen if I don’t? Where else would I go?

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You make your choice and explore what

Is beyond the door, the way Lucy goes

Through the wardrobe to Narnia. Perhaps

Finding something great, or terrible, or both.

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#poetry

Weightless

Let me tell you my story

I am more than meets the eye

The feelings in me swirl deep

Inside, they come out in the form

Of ink on paper, in gasps of air

Between bouts of laughter. I am infinite

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Too often life seems like a

Tangled mess made up of my own

Problems. I want the world to feel big,

Huge even. I want to breathe in the depths

Of the milky way and know that if I could

Go far enough into space, so far into the

Endless mass of night and stardust, I would

No longer be able to see the Earth.

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And my problems would fade away like melting snow,

Soft like feathers. They’d float in zero gravity

And become weightless, just more space junk

Floating along while I, a daughter of elements

Colliding, am carried away by the stars. I drift

Along in this place that is empty, yet full of

Wonder, peaceful the way it is when you lay

Beside a dreaming lover. It is bliss

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But a sinking feeling in my gut tells me, “In this

Place with no rivers, no opposites, no chaos,

There is no room to create.” So I return to the

World where there are mountains and valleys

Oceans that I wish would swallow me whole,

Introduce me to the coral reefs and allow

Me to swim amongst the angel fish and the

Squids and the beluga whales. Singing songs

That only the stars could transpose

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Pure magic radiating light that gives birth to

Living, breathing harmonies. I break through

The water’s surface, gasping for air, feeling

The salt water cool my skin as the sun shines

And I am cleansed. I walk along the sand and

Am made new by the wind. I say yes,

I can climb mountains. And can take challenges

And treat each day like an adventure. One does

Not live by thinking and planning but by doing,

By taking risks, by taking courage. It is already

Inside of me in an infinite supply

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I can slip into a raft and let the river take me on a

Journey, unveiling her secrets and showing

Me her ever-changing world. And if I ever

Get stuck, if I am ever stuck in a rut and

Feel as though my tangled mess of problems

Is the whole world, I can spread my wings.

I can take flight and remember what it’s like

To be so far away from the Earth that it is

Not only untouchable but unseeable

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To be weightless, peaceful, and free. To let go,

To trust, and to be carried away by the stars

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Let me tell you my story. I am more than meets

The eye. I am the river and the ocean and the

Squid. I am the distant stars and the erupting

Volcanos. The fresh snow and the gentle tulips

I am an explorer, an adventurer. And I will look to

The sky for freedom as I climb, as I wander, and

As I let the river show me her ever-changing world.

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#poetry

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunlight

Sunlight trickles from your hands

And into the causes that give you

Life. You hold onto the people

Who need you, to the ones who

Have watched their dreams shatter

Who the world has neglected as they

Try, in spite of everything, to build

A home and a future. You work to

Heal the hurting because you deal

With your own pain. And you’ve been

There, you know what it’s like to be

All alone with the thing that makes

You different. And you won’t let other

People be alone. It gives you purpose

It keeps you going. And every once in

A while, when your own days are hard,

Someone pays attention. Someone

Sees you need help, too. And they reach

Into their pocket to give some of that

Beautiful, needed sunlight back to you.