understanding

Grounded




Though imaginary places can fill
 our hearts with fire
 there is nothing like the warmth of earth
                           to keep us walking
                              strong - and on

Once we make up our mind
 what is illusion and reality
 it is a wonderful sense to be filled
 with the grounding of acknowledging,
 with or without understanding,
                   all that is, all that can be
                      and all that never was

move forward from there.
                                  Keep moving.
~IW~

 

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Victim of Circumstance

I could tell in few words
how living takes hold, and death curses existence.
I could tell in melody of aching empty.
I can convey feelings,
as sun brings her morning breath,
as star dreams in time –
all this sensed with a word.

but, I cannot change fate,
make sense of where sense is not made
Knowing this, feeling, helpless
in understanding all is how it births and dies for purpose –
I cannot bring the why to front
The sight and senselessness of life stopped short.

even in knowing short lives matter most and touch and pull
with unscathed beauty,
I still can’t tell of how I feel when it seems the sun settled too soon.

Death makes this sacrifice so we live – why I and not you?
This world was not for such innocence.
Does this make the living unworthy of death?

IW

 

 

Suffocate

To keep me close until you cannot breathe,
and breathe again –
How near is near
Before we suffocate death to life?
To keep my soul as it runs in words,
run aside to me
And question not may we,
Can we?

~IW~