Just Breathe

The rain pads softly
   On the leaves above
 My head.
The air is cold;
     My heart is heavy
   My life flashing
       Before my
         Very eyes.
Just breathe,
 Staring out the window.
         Breathe
   Edging my car down
 Neighborhood streets.
     Cruising across puddles
   And pools and power and
         Peace.

Recovering through living,
   Loving through life.
      Living through you.
Just breathe, you know.
   All will align, all will
        Work out.
 The universe has a funny way
   Of righting itself.

So just breathe,
   Count the shadows and
       Look into the light.
 Stand up and walk through,
   Walk through
         Live through,
           Love through,
       See through the
   Shadows for what they are.

Illusions
   Cast on the ground
     By light speeding
 Through the universe.
For every light there's a shadow.
  Every shadow has a light.

So just breathe.
   Your shadow is here to
     Help.
 It loves you as much as
         I do.

Falling Moons

Broken afternoons

Give way to darkness,

That give way to forced words

And four by four blocks

Leading into the Ether.

These broken afternoons

Leave me tired and forgotten,

While I wish to be loved,

The loved have wishes.

What I have taken for granted

Is the only thing keeping me

Where I am, when I am.

But as this silver moon

Falls across the sky,
My heart fades.

My stomach turns and
I am left sitting alone

In the dark, wondering

What the fuck happened.
Whether I really like

Who I am, or what I've

Become, or what I will

Be.

But as this fading moon

Falls through the sky,

I am reminded of my past;

What I have been through

To get to where I am.

And while I would rather

Not think about them,
I am reminded of what I

Have been through.

Of what I have seen.

I've seen my blood dripping

From my legs as if it wanted

To escape the confines of my
veins. I've seen what's left

Of my heart be broken into pieces

Over this sacred Ether.

I've seen (or rather, felt)

My heart cut in twain over

What I thought was sacred.

I haven't had a good memory

In years.

But now,

When I am pondering

On my life now,
I feel as if I don't deserve

The good things I have.

I feel I am not

Worthy of such good fortune.

I wonder if I am where

I am because of fate,

Or just freak coincidence.

Watching this freak moon

Fall from the sky I

Realize that I am who

I am because of the

Actions I've taken in

My past life. What

I have taken for granted is

In the falling freak moon.

I am this moon, I am the sky.

This silver deity falling from

Me is only a reminder that
I have no stars left.

That, across my sky

I have nothing but

Fleeting memories that
I have no desire to remember.

From my falling sky,

From my rising moon

I wish for memories I don't have

To fall for.

Looking up at this sky,
I want nothing more than

An Earth to land on.

Divine Cocophony

A wondrous collectious
    Cacophony of love.
  The feeling once the beat
        Begins to kick,
Lulls me into a wondrous
    Collection of bobbing
Bop
        Bops
    Of my head.

Stop,
    Listen to this
  Beating heart, whose
      Beats beat through
    The speakers.
O, the song sings soulful through
        My ears,
          Brain,
                Heart.

Silence is the soul and yet
      Music is heaven.
          Or hell,
Depending on the song.
  And that is beautiful,
    The fact,
        That
Music can take me through
      Paradise
    Or hell.
Here the trees are green,
    The grass is golden,
  And the sky precious
          Azure.

Leading me through these
    Divine songs,
  The nine levels of bliss,
        Misery,
      And purgatory.

And here It is,
  This divine cacophony
                Of love.