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.
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.
2019 | 30 Days of You | Musings | Resurgence
Chasing Sunsets
If only we could
chase the sunset
one last time
and be certain
of who you are to me
and who I am to you
then I can let go
as I know you have.
And we can carry on
with the night
apart, as it had been
cruelly written
2024 | 30 Days of You | Musings | Resurgence
Shadows
Your absence pulls the world apart –
a thread unraveled from the fabric of the sky.
I search for you in the curve of the wind,
in the scent of rain,
in the way the earth turns, slow and steady,
but you are always beyond my reach,
like a flame that flickers
just before the dark swallows it whole.
2024 | Awakening | Musings | Resurgence
All Good Things
Be grateful.
For the breath that fills your lungs,
for the silence that cradles your thoughts,
for the gift of this moment –
unpaid, unpromised,
but yours entirely.
2024 | 30 Days of Me | Awakening | Musings | Resurgence
Time
Hair rose at the back of my neck as I wrote,
as if time itself
ran its fingers along my spine,
reminding me of what I could not outrun.
The ticking, louder now,
echoed in the quiet,
each beat a hammer,
each second a pulse I couldn’t ignore.
2024 | 30 Days of You | Musings | Resurgence
The Hardest Night
I’m sorry,
forgive me –
these words feel too small for the space between us,
but they are all I have.
I love you,
and with trembling hands,
I give you back to the universe,
with all the love,
all the gratitude
I can gather in this broken heart.