Light breaks brilliantly here, even without the thunderstorms i miss in my very bones,                   the sound of the rain supersedes the incessant chatter which isn't always speaking truth,                             music does that, too

                       nothing else can get in when the music or the nature sings so beyond the beautiful beckoning melody is the absence of all else impure

                                                  a lovely sweet hit of healing higher vibrations, rare, treasured, repeatable

 

as the world becomes more desperate and chaotic i ground down, become calmer, older, aware                        never again have to be where i came from and where i have been does not determine where i go

                    even encountering another who still lives there, I do not have to ever even visit madness

it is a long journey back so of course i leave provisions by the wayside, i remember well those who did that for me                                                                                            i do not blame but listen for ownership

soothing as redemption mysteriously alluded, yearning unquenchable, all this to say

                            i used you, and i own that

                    sure i scoffed at dolphins jumping, but when they did as i walked long along on the cliffs cold of the deep pacific blue crashing alongside crestfallen me, they helped, deeply healed                     the music pushed out the poison in me so even now                          for me, grateful                        there is a deep reverent admiration and affection so deeply embedded in my heart; the flame flickers, not falters

 

                                    i carry this lantern over the hills with druids in deep sea night, alone

                                                    it's important what i am doing

honoring love