Monday, March 12, 2012

about a girl

Tell her I ‘m looking out for her.
Tell her the earth is round and she is able
to walk it back and forth in any style she pleases.
Tell her that fear is part of this life and also joy.
Tell her not to be scared to live.
Tell her that she will get hurt and that she will hurt.
Tell her to dance and eat.
To travel and read.
To be compassionate.
Tell her that she will be right and wrong.
Tell her the darkness comes and then the light. And then again.
Tell her she is beautiful.
Tell her she is loved.
Tell her this is only the beginning.

Friday, March 2, 2012

the whale




A whale found its way into my words.
It was big and soft like too much
love. And tender.
It was smiling. It knew
its way around my body and into
my heart.
It was blue. Or maybe grey.
It fed my belly with light
and water.
It stayed there for a while and taught me
how to swim
freely 
through
the oceans.