I remember dancing behind
As he walked
Darting in and out of his shadow
As it played on the ground before me
The sun was hot
And I believed the shadow would be cool
He never walked far in front
And he never held my hand
But I believe I would never again
Be comfortable in any other shadow
But that of my father's
Not Born a Mother
I’m learning not to raise my voice
To listen when I want to talk
To remain calm, when I feel angry
To understand when you make mistakes
I’m learning not to try and be perfect
And just be my very best
That being myself is good enough
And simply loving you moves mountains
I’m learning that I do know best
If I slow down enough to listen
For the answers come from within
Not from others who do not know you
I’m learning that you are learning too
And it’s my job to guide, not teach
And to protect you from harm
As you make mistakes and learn from them
I’m learning that not everything matters
To laugh at the little things
So we can work through the big things
And get there in the end
I’m learning unconditional love
And how to receive love well
To cherish each tiny step
Because we can never go back
I’m learning to forgive myself
When I’m not who I’d like to be
And remember I was not born a mother
I am just learning too
To listen when I want to talk
To remain calm, when I feel angry
To understand when you make mistakes
I’m learning not to try and be perfect
And just be my very best
That being myself is good enough
And simply loving you moves mountains
I’m learning that I do know best
If I slow down enough to listen
For the answers come from within
Not from others who do not know you
I’m learning that you are learning too
And it’s my job to guide, not teach
And to protect you from harm
As you make mistakes and learn from them
I’m learning that not everything matters
To laugh at the little things
So we can work through the big things
And get there in the end
I’m learning unconditional love
And how to receive love well
To cherish each tiny step
Because we can never go back
I’m learning to forgive myself
When I’m not who I’d like to be
And remember I was not born a mother
I am just learning too
How Beautiful You Are
I want to stand you
Before the mirror
And hold you there
One hand resting on your shoulder
The other cupping your face
Say "look at these eyes... see how they shine"
"look at this mouth, so full of good words"
"look at this face, and this smile"
"you are so beautiful"
And to hold you there
Until you break
Until you say
"Yes, I see...I see how beautiful I am"
And we cry with relief
That you see you, how I see you
That you see how beautiful you are
Before the mirror
And hold you there
One hand resting on your shoulder
The other cupping your face
Say "look at these eyes... see how they shine"
"look at this mouth, so full of good words"
"look at this face, and this smile"
"you are so beautiful"
And to hold you there
Until you break
Until you say
"Yes, I see...I see how beautiful I am"
And we cry with relief
That you see you, how I see you
That you see how beautiful you are
Just Sayin
Sometimes I just don't know what to write
Yet feel a need to write
That there are words ready to pour right outta me
Into the world although few will read them
I feel like they are going out
To millions
I think...what would I say if it were true?
What would I say if there were millions reading my words?
Would I speak of mundane things?
Of small grievances
And moments of discomfort?
Or would I slap them in the face
With profound messages
Of life and love and learning?
Would I speak of beauty and awe
And brilliance and magnifience?
Would I ache to get a message across,
To change lives with mere words?
And if so what words would I choose?
Would I ask questions that make people think,
Or questions that make people not think, but feel?
Would I not ask, but tell,
And what would I tell?
What truth would I share?
How would I tell a million people to love,
To love BIG,
To forget all the bits that mean nothing,
To believe in their own wonderfulness,
And never forget the joy of wonder, or the wonder of joy?
How would I tell them that there is no fight
Worth fighting, if it means
Being untrue to your soul?
How would I tell them that they are MORE
More than this place they are at?
More than this body they wish were perfect?
More than this mind that cannot know all they wish to know
Yet knows all it needs to know?
More than what they own, what they do,
Who they are with, how they dress?
How would I say this?
And if I needed to be heard,
Needed to be right....
Would it hurt if they did not hear
Did not agree?
Or would it be enough to just say?
Yet feel a need to write
That there are words ready to pour right outta me
Into the world although few will read them
I feel like they are going out
To millions
I think...what would I say if it were true?
What would I say if there were millions reading my words?
Would I speak of mundane things?
Of small grievances
And moments of discomfort?
Or would I slap them in the face
With profound messages
Of life and love and learning?
Would I speak of beauty and awe
And brilliance and magnifience?
Would I ache to get a message across,
To change lives with mere words?
And if so what words would I choose?
Would I ask questions that make people think,
Or questions that make people not think, but feel?
Would I not ask, but tell,
And what would I tell?
What truth would I share?
How would I tell a million people to love,
To love BIG,
To forget all the bits that mean nothing,
To believe in their own wonderfulness,
And never forget the joy of wonder, or the wonder of joy?
How would I tell them that there is no fight
Worth fighting, if it means
Being untrue to your soul?
How would I tell them that they are MORE
More than this place they are at?
More than this body they wish were perfect?
More than this mind that cannot know all they wish to know
Yet knows all it needs to know?
More than what they own, what they do,
Who they are with, how they dress?
How would I say this?
And if I needed to be heard,
Needed to be right....
Would it hurt if they did not hear
Did not agree?
Or would it be enough to just say?
Sister
Born from different bodies
Yet from the same source
We share much more in common than we know
Let me call you sister
Our words sound so different
Yet say the same thing
And so we speak the same language
Let me call you sister
Our lives are worlds apart
Yet we both cry real tears
And laugh real laughs
Let me call you sister
We have followed different paths
Yet we will arrive
At the same destination
Let me call you sister
We ache for different reasons
Yet the aching feels the same
And we feel another's pain, as our own
Let me call you sister
If you need my hand, it is here
If you need to be heard, I hear
And all I ask in return
Is you call me sister too
Yet from the same source
We share much more in common than we know
Let me call you sister
Our words sound so different
Yet say the same thing
And so we speak the same language
Let me call you sister
Our lives are worlds apart
Yet we both cry real tears
And laugh real laughs
Let me call you sister
We have followed different paths
Yet we will arrive
At the same destination
Let me call you sister
We ache for different reasons
Yet the aching feels the same
And we feel another's pain, as our own
Let me call you sister
If you need my hand, it is here
If you need to be heard, I hear
And all I ask in return
Is you call me sister too
Love Letter
To my love,
I feel you breathe inside me
Your warmth fills me to full
And your love keeps me safe
Let me be the one you turn to
When your heart is lonely
And sad is where you sit
Trust me to show you the magic
Of the everyday
And the way to your heart's desires
I am the one you will wake with
Every morning you wake
And I will love you more each day
I will tell you each day
You are my beautiful light
And you will believe me
For the mirror never lies
I feel you breathe inside me
Your warmth fills me to full
And your love keeps me safe
Let me be the one you turn to
When your heart is lonely
And sad is where you sit
Trust me to show you the magic
Of the everyday
And the way to your heart's desires
I am the one you will wake with
Every morning you wake
And I will love you more each day
I will tell you each day
You are my beautiful light
And you will believe me
For the mirror never lies
Love is
love does not hold tight or imprison
love lifts your wings to the stars
love does not overshadow
it sheds light in every corner
love does not make you worry
it soothes and releases fear
love does not keep you up at night
it cradles you in it's arms and rocks you gently
love does not weigh heavy on your mind
it flutters like a butterfly through your heart
love does not ask you to change
it embraces you for every mistake you make
love does not lie or deceive
it is gently honest in all it says
love does not pretend to be anything else but love
it loves that it is love
love does not fade or die or end
it just sometimes moves to another time and place
love does not hide away
it is proud to be love
love does not consume or demand
it just is
love lifts your wings to the stars
love does not overshadow
it sheds light in every corner
love does not make you worry
it soothes and releases fear
love does not keep you up at night
it cradles you in it's arms and rocks you gently
love does not weigh heavy on your mind
it flutters like a butterfly through your heart
love does not ask you to change
it embraces you for every mistake you make
love does not lie or deceive
it is gently honest in all it says
love does not pretend to be anything else but love
it loves that it is love
love does not fade or die or end
it just sometimes moves to another time and place
love does not hide away
it is proud to be love
love does not consume or demand
it just is
A Beautiful Day
The rain seemed to never end
Viewless windows covered in wet
The sound went beyond soothing
Beyond monotony
And into that place where it becomes unheard
And the cold seeped under the doors
Through layers of warmth
And into the very bones of my being
The chill made me shiver
And silently giggle with delight
My face may have appeared somber
As I reviewed the week that was,
Sitting near the window
And tracing raindrop tracks
With one cold finger
I was tired, the weariness clear
In my half-lidded eyes
As tears prickled, but never fell
And my heart found strength
In the overness of it all
Yet in the midst of reverie,
Although no rainbow could be seen
There was hope
And a winner's quiet smile
And it was a beautiful day.
Viewless windows covered in wet
The sound went beyond soothing
Beyond monotony
And into that place where it becomes unheard
And the cold seeped under the doors
Through layers of warmth
And into the very bones of my being
The chill made me shiver
And silently giggle with delight
My face may have appeared somber
As I reviewed the week that was,
Sitting near the window
And tracing raindrop tracks
With one cold finger
I was tired, the weariness clear
In my half-lidded eyes
As tears prickled, but never fell
And my heart found strength
In the overness of it all
Yet in the midst of reverie,
Although no rainbow could be seen
There was hope
And a winner's quiet smile
And it was a beautiful day.
Success
To wake each morning and set out to do what you do with truth
To fall asleep each night with forgiveness in your heart even if your conscience is not clear
To look in the mirror and recognise who you see
To never be surprised when others love you
To trust your own advice
To hold your life, your self, all you are, all you have, and all that is in the highest regard
To be willing to grow more
To be open to do it another way
To be willing to do it badly and laugh about it
To fall asleep each night with forgiveness in your heart even if your conscience is not clear
To look in the mirror and recognise who you see
To never be surprised when others love you
To trust your own advice
To hold your life, your self, all you are, all you have, and all that is in the highest regard
To be willing to grow more
To be open to do it another way
To be willing to do it badly and laugh about it
The Rainbow
Today I saw a rainbow
I saw it end to end
It came to announce the end of rain
Like a long-lost friend
The children stood at the window
Staring in kiddy awe
They had seen plenty of rainbows
But none like this one before
And as we gazed in wonder
My son announced I see two
And there it was...a double
Just as if one wouldn't do
It stretched across hills and fields
Like it was always there
And as I stood with tears in my eyes
It began to disappear
“Aw” came the cry of children
And me too I must admit
It seemed too brief, I was not ready
To truly part with it
But like so much in life
I let go and began to smile
For rainbows are only treasures
'Cos we see them only once in a while.
I saw it end to end
It came to announce the end of rain
Like a long-lost friend
The children stood at the window
Staring in kiddy awe
They had seen plenty of rainbows
But none like this one before
And as we gazed in wonder
My son announced I see two
And there it was...a double
Just as if one wouldn't do
It stretched across hills and fields
Like it was always there
And as I stood with tears in my eyes
It began to disappear
“Aw” came the cry of children
And me too I must admit
It seemed too brief, I was not ready
To truly part with it
But like so much in life
I let go and began to smile
For rainbows are only treasures
'Cos we see them only once in a while.
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