This is nothing new
Confusion, doubt, longing and
Wrapped in Hope’s blanket

I asked Him who I am.
“You are the Sky
that I made
to see things
that Earth and Water do not.
I gift you the Fire
to search and tell.
I grant you the Wind
that your words would fill the voids.
I made you to do that.”

Psalm 27:14 “…Be of good courage….”

Will I breathe quiet
Only whispering to life
Or smile loud it’s name

There is that ocean.
Much may be said in it.
But if waves crash,
the sun sinks low
and every new moon refuses to shine,
all I’ll care about is what That Ocean says to Me.

If we only ever gaze at each other,
tell me I’m beautiful, because I am.
If our feet meet and we swim,
tell me I taste delicious, because I do.

If on that ocean’s shores I slip,
and fall to my fate,
my soul
is old enough
to own it’s errors.

And may Mother Earth say that I’m kind.

The net may capture
Ink to paper, ink to skin
But the Light, never.

They’d told the tale, then.
Whispered of love, summoned fear
-Day’s secrets said. So….

The Mind was alone
The then Heart thought to move in
And so now they live

I know we will
think up and believe in
the most incredible hopes.

I know They will
guide us and make true
those hopes in others’ lives.

Photo Credit: Tiger R., Age 6

With this chosen life
Comes a fate unknown to me
May there not be doubt

Psalm 46:1