Friday, February 5, 2010

Words Of Encouragement When Stressed Out

At home. At last.

The seasons are chased
as the places we have seen.
many and so different.
Like us, basically. Yet
same unfounded. How
cheese and radicchio.
That combination, eh ...?
Sun, snow, wind and darkness

and then more sun, sunsets
distant and silent,
uncertainties and laughter, fears and follies
with their heavy petting and bruises, the blows of
tail of the past and the wounds that sometimes

we persist in licking themselves.
between fear and excitement,
between unconsciousness and consciousness.
With all the love possible.
Where one Sunday morning we woke

and we did that tree.
And all we are.
And everything that we wanted.
And what we want to be.