What Mends
Your pretty smile
is a hush beneath thunder,
a gentle harbor
in the stresses of man’s days.
The world shouts, breaks, and tumbles –
but you,
you are the smile
that mends it.
2025 | 30 Days of Me | Awakening | Resurgence
Second Wind
Another sunrise.
Another chance
to get it right.
And I will.
Because the fire’s back –
quiet,
controlled,
mine.
Valentine’s Day
I choose the memory of your hands
cupping my face like a prayer.
I choose the stories you told,
woven into the quiet spaces of my heart.
I choose the castles, the palaces,
the old stone bridges you never saw,
but would have loved.
Love
In your name, I have traveled
the deserts of longing,
the mountains of joy,
and the valleys of despair.
And yet,
I would walk them all again
just to feel the brush
of your hand in mine.
Esh Winning
And your name –
you call it funny,
but to me, it rings like poetry,
the kind that arrives unannounced,
stays in your chest for days,
and reminds you of soft dawns,
of spring mornings
too perfect to repeat.
2025 | 30 Days of Me | Musings
Sparks
Moving on is not forgetting –
it’s letting the ashes settle,
letting the wind carry what remains,
while we walk forward,
hands empty, but hearts open
for the fires yet to come.
Silence
It is not emptiness I feel,
but fullness –
a space within me that dreams,
that stretches its hands toward something unseen,
something yet to arrive,
something more beautiful.
2024 | 30 Days of Me | Musings | Resurgence
Unbroken
Time and again,
we push through the dark,
through the endless turning of days,
never surrendering,
never undone.
Too Late
You resist,
but you will remember me
with each fallen leaf,
each brittle crack beneath your feet.
You will see me in the dying light,
in the shadows that stretch too long,
and you will wish
you had held on tighter.
2024 | 30 Days of Me | Awakening | Resurgence
Awakening
My eyes, open to light,
to the glisten of dew on blades of grass,
to the dance of shadows across the ground,
as if the earth itself breathes,
stretching, stirring,
and I am part of its waking,
alive in every quiet miracle,
every whisper of the world.