Peacefullness
in a moment
spent
just watching
waiting
as time passes
silent
as the stillness
is all there is
and life
is suspended
breath held
heartbeat lags
and then exhale
Battered and bruised
delicate bits show
wear and tear
wounds and scars
scattered over
soft surfaces
from weathering
life’s rough
treatment
and yet…
we still bloom
for there is
strength
in the scars
Sweet smelling smoke
swirls
in languid seduction
to dance in the air
on gentle currents
kissing the senses
with
ephemeral tendrils
and promise
a moment of serenity
Living in a city
it’s easy to forget
just how dark
the night can be
but step beyond
street lights and
glowing windows
into the darkness
between the trees
and you
will be reminded
just how alone
the dark of night
truly is
You want me
to share
what I’m feeling
inside
but I don’t have
words for the ache
that can rise
from just
the intensity
the colors
in a sunset
and tears fall
as I watch on
I’ve said it before
and I’ll say it
again and again
age spots
are beautiful
no matter the skin
they reside upon
no matter the season
it is the kiss of time
upon the skin
letting us know
we have loved
and are beloved
the mark of a life
well lived