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now it is time
i cast you to sea.

past be the past
that pass away from me;

yonder is your call
that befalls deaf retrieve;

i am no longer to you
nor are you a vessel to keep.


:::


you capsized my boat, once again,
and told me to swim.

you reason
 love is not a singular ocean to fare
but a continuum of waves
for which one decides to

swim with,
or against.


:::


when we meet a friend with acceptance,

a curtain drops
from the brow of the mind,
past the theater of the heart,
to reveal
the gemstone of the soul.


:::


be aware,
they call it the "House of Cards";

thousands of meek, thinly cards support the base,
and with each consecutive level,

the cards become thicker, sturdier, heavier.

for atop the roof,
are the heaviest and thickest cards of them all.

be aware,
this House of Cards was built on the assumption
of there being a strength in numbers;

it was not assumed
there could be a bravery to fold.


:::


not a space for
you and i,

this is a space
for we.


:::


i see before me a tempered disposition;

eyes cradle the darkness,
and the breath syncopates
like waves on a shoreline.

the cunning of the mind
engages at first light,
so we are not to remember

sleep is state of stillness---
achieved without the mind.

oh how hard the mind must work
to convince us
stillness cannot also be achieved
in our wakefulness;

the outcome would be
devastatingly tranquil.


:::


if a tree does not learn
to grow under its own strength,
there will be fewer blades of grass
to protect from the sun
under the embrace of its shade;

self-growth is human growth.


:::


"Good morning, sir. How are you?"
"I'm grateful, no matter what."
- Man at outpatient rehab services

imagine,
a world where we all respond with gratitude
rather than the mundane and ambiguous, "I'm fine."

it is a shame in itself
we must resort to our imagination.


:::


she took the burdensome rocks on her back
and transformed them into wind
between the folds of her feathers;

resiliency burgeons the spirit.


:::


divert your attention away
from the summit of the stairwell to success;

those who stare, only, at a single step, well,
and conquer it,

success.    
reach            
surely                
will                        



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