in the tall grass

In the tall grass

Where all the bug friends live

I peek up and the ocean waves to me

Crashing and crushing against lava that once lived

Iridescent the sky 

Filling with gentle hues  

How the clouds sit so propped and stature is the ultimate lesson in posture

Golden hues

A giving blue

Sultry fuchsia

Enlightened purple

Pines pierce my view 

Life green against night black rock

I cry

These are the hues of being alive.

Gratitude Mother Earth for opening her heart and letting me in 

for I am of her 

and my place is secure.

The small blips and bubbles imagined by humans, are just that,

Imagined:

Fake clout systems

Structures held together by doubtglue 

and feartape

Apoxylies

Lifeless thoughts fill their bodies

Money drains their Spirit and they forget how to cry.

Remove me from the matrix

This world of make believe 

for I desire truth to open me again 

I let myself back in

Sit on the grass 

play in the rain 

breathe in joy 

breathe out pain

Pain of failure

My mother's bosom never caught

Pain of womanly lessons left untaught

Pain of the strangers eyes trying to undo me

Undress me

Unearth me

Unlove and unwant me

Pain of rejection 

the spells cast on me

I slip out of it all 

with a deep breath 

holding the sky accountable for its death.

A cloud told me once 

I was as big as She

It took some time to believe her 

& now

It’s all I can see

dreams rolling through the night until dawn

my own hands comforted by the moon, 

this is the song I am meant to be attuned

Held by God, the Moon & Sea

All  wide open to stories of Me.