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Who Fell First

Memory is tricky

Fading tricks of light

Remembering what we thought we knew

Obscure

Slightly askew

Summer days of honey

Golden light and blue blue skies

Buzzing bees o’er fields of clover

Thunderstorms blew up from the past

Roiling clouds come rolling in from distant places

Pink heat lighting flickers long before the booming sounds

A charge is in the air

The temperature is dropping

Darkening sky and quickening heart

We were just fourteen when all time stopped

A crack of lighting lashed the sky

Large slow drops began to hit the warm concrete

Sidewalks curbs and suburban streets

Manicured grass soft to barefeet

Low rumblings growing closer

The light then sound and count it out

How far the storm we wonder

Every minute stronger power

We mark the moment that all changes

From comfortable skin to something new

A glance

A brush of bare arms

We are crackling like lightning

Our hearts are thunderous

Treacherous beasts

At the loudest sudden sound we shudder

Laughing just a beat too late

The sky is fissured

Cracked by light and split by sound

Here comes the rain now pouring down

We run out in the wind arms wide

We spin in storms outside of time

Tumble together in the sodden grass

We laugh with gods and goddesses

We made it here at last

This refuge from the past

Collapsed

I guess it never mattered

Who fell first

We help each other up

The storm has left a promise

We collect it every day

Every breath

Every beat of passion

Every gentle glance of love

We walk away still holding hands

The path calling us home awaits

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A Thousand Ways

I am still counting moments

A thousand ways the water sloshed the boat

A thousand ways the stars shone there above

A thousand reflections cast across the surface

A thousand moons shimmering in the night

I am savoring each connection

Every step upon the path

Every leaf upon the trees

Our canopy as we wandered

I am still counting moments

A thousand ways I felt understood

And seen

A thousand times I reached

To find you there

Beside me

Walking in this wildness

A mad world

A wilderness

With each new step I take

I count a thousand ways

The light within you shines

A beacon for my heart

Let my light rise too

Let my shine be bright enough

To help you find your way

If you are lost and hurting

Look for my starry sky

Look for the shining sun

Feel the gentle breeze

Warm and plucky

To tease the sorrows from your soul

Release the worries from your brow

For a moment here and now

Be safe and whole

Peaceful in a thousand ways

Know you are loved

A thousand ways

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Resolutions

We will be better

More healed

More patient

More loving

We long to leave behind our flaws

Abandon them to the cold and walk away

Spiritually sound

Balanced and centered in a world precarious

The gods laugh

Sending new storms

Higher waves

Incoming missiles of heartache and pain

We dodge

Are dislodged

Thrown from the boat again

Castaways

Always seeking shores

And shelter

And safety

The axis of the world tilts

Is tilting still

In the stillness of motion

We reclaim our flaws

Humbled and uncertain

This is always the lesson

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Wild Dreaming

We gallop across clouded fields

In the sky running for the stars

Our manes are flags flying colors bold

We leap across glowing nebulous pools

Racing onward

We are flight and fury

Born to run and not to fight

Unless cornered

So we stay open

Centered

Watchful as we shift our weight

When we graze

Secure in the group

Sharing the responsibility

Of safety

When the wolves leap from the bush

We spring away headlong

We were coiled for just this moment

We prey

We are gone like mist and smoke

Disappearing into depths of shadows and woods

We thunder

The wolves howl

The moon catches us all

In her quiet regard