by releasing ourselves of who we were in the past and also releasing family members of who they were in the past, we are all allowed to move on in a peaceful manner… the more i hold them to who i think they used to be they do the same… i know i am different and i realize its a breath of fresh air to have a person, even moreso, a family member, come in with fresh eyes… always changing, constantly changing… them, us, we… all… allowing the moment to be… and it is a joyous one when i come with fresh eyes and a heart of love…
release
Release, Decompress
Lots of input
an overload
needing an overhaul
time to decompress
what better place
than where the ol’ coyote howls
the cactus bloom
and the bats fly at night.
the desert
where everything is taken
so appropriate
such a place to release
to review and gain insight
upon myself
upon my journey
upon this life
baring my soul
once again
there is no place to hide.
A Poem: A Big Exhale
Ahh… a big exhale
as I scribe on my page
backwards and left
releasing the rage.
The gates are open
in fact – they’re broken
its all coming out
with fury while soakin’
and drenching my soul
with love and honesty
as brutal as its been
its just about to begin
the healing I need
to be whole once again.
Ahh… a big exhale
as I write my own page
for my own story
outside of the cage.
It feels great to be
on my way to be me
funky and true
and finally free.