Nobody knows...

Blood became a heartbeat,
A heartbeat became a life.
The life designed by who knows who,
or,
who knows what.

A life of smiles, tears,
laughter and cries.
A life of yearns,
a life of sorrows and love.

The road is undefined.
There is no road, really.
It does not take us forward or backwards or sideways:
It's just blood, heartbeat, breath, life.

The flower in me is dancing to the sun:
I close my eyes to the rays that bathe my face,
I smile as I twirl and feel the tender heat on the back of my neck.
I bow.

The wolf in me is quiet and alone:
My gaze is transfixed with the movement of a tree laughing at the breeze.
I question, I wonder, I think, I do not move.

The bird in me is dreaming with the sky:
My wings are strong, my feathers susceptible to the wind.
I dream of different shores, of finding one that's mine...only mine.

The lion in me throbs and thumps with my (yes, my) fire:
I will not settle, I think.
The truth is...I can't.

Blood became my heartbeat,
That heartbeat became my life.

Nobody knows...

MYSTERY

It's been a lifetime since I've felt my body,
felt the joy,
felt the lightness in my feet -- to jump, to run, to dance.

I want to swing my head around,
sway my hair to the winds -- of the coasts, of the mountains, of the woods.
Dig my feet in the mud, the ice, the sand, and the water.
I want to raise my arms and offer my chest to the sky.
I want to sing to all rhythms, to all words ever written.
I want to kiss with the sweetness of an orange,
Peel my clothes off as if they were petals of a rose.
I want to feel the warmth of your skin with every angle of my body,
As if our bodies were dancers of a gentle breeze.
I want our hearts to beat to one pulse as we move on close, deeper.
Sweat so sweet and salty,
become blind with our colors.

Time is so mysterious.
We measure it as if we knew the answer as to how it works.
We count seconds, minutes, hours, days, years, and so on...as if it gave us meaning.
Minutes can last a year,
A year can last a few days,
Yesterday was a lifetime ago,
and today means a decade.

Life can swallow you up,
make you into a ball and throw you off-field.
Life can slap you,
can kiss you,
can pamper you,
can shake you.

Life brought us together,
Time allowed me to see you.
Life swallowed me up when I looked into your eyes.
Two souls crushed by wickedness, corruption, and perversion.
Two souls healing,
Wanting truth.
Discovery, growth.
Mind blowing mystery - a question, an answer, an answer, a question.

I face myself (my fears, my troubles, my hurting) through you,
I challenge myself with you,
I learn and yearn to be better for you, with you.
Who are you?
A strong heart, a powerful heart, a compelling heart,
that leaves me breathless, yet makes me scream?
The smile of goodness, the hand of kindness, the will of truth,
that drives me to joy, to unknown lands of safety and honesty?

Who are you?
You are.

LIGHT

The light.
Light.
Light allowing us to see what needs to be seen.
Light that shines on what is many times hidden-- mostly by ourselves.
Light on our feet that carry us day by day, step by step, to unknown lands.
No land is the same.
No day or night is equal to the previous one.
Shine a light on that.
Light it up.

A river.
Flows incessantly, driving liters of water down the stream.
Liquid life that touches and licks stones, dirt, grass, and even carries fishes perhaps.
You blink,
gone.
That river is gone.
A river never stops.
A river will not rewind.
A river will follow its course.

An empty stage.
The world.
A breath, a body, a word.
Light and you're seen.
Your the player, the actor, you lead the role.

Life and light.
Unstoppable.
Unbroken.
Perpetual.
The light is yours to find,
yours to live,
yours to honor.

Light on love,
Light on life.
It can only get deeper,
fuller,
truer.