Beauty Even Exists in the Gutters

Trespassing

This poem is inspired by getting my car broken into, but that experience left me with thinking about our universal experience of relationships and connections sometimes...

My heart has windows.
You may have trespassed into my space and
smashed my whole window open,
But you did not create the mess.
You only added to it.
I don’t know who you are, but I hope you found what you were looking for.
I picked up the sharp pieces with care.
I found a clearing in the seats of gray through your breach of our community.
I bet your heart has windows too.
I wish you peace on your journey as you heal your own spirit.
We are all just vehicles for transformation.
Thank you for reminding me that it can be messy,
this life thing. -Lil J

Kindle

You turned my heart into a place I never want to go home to, destroyed my foundation that held me up, extinguished the fire keeping my soul warm. I’m almost out of kindling, and somehow I willingly share it all with you to see, only, you sparkle. I wish we could brush our limbs together and both kindle through the night.   

One step at a time together.

"There is a voice that doesn't use words. Listen." -Rumi

Thank you to those who stayed

When all I could see was dark,
and all I chose was fear,
and all I chose was selfishness,
and all I chose was avoidance of self,
and all I chose was shutting down,
Thank you to those who stayed by my side.

When I refused to take action,
and refused to get quiet,
and refused to choose courage,
and refused to tell the truth,
and refused to reach out,
and refused to accept the things I could not change,
Thank you to those who believed in me.

Thank you to those who reminded me.
Thank you to those who listened over and over and over again.
Thank you to those who embraced me.
Thank you to those who held me up.
Thank you to those who helped me truly see myself again.

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