Joy
It's different this time
There's a shift in my heart
Deep than that even,
It feel connected to my breath
Excitement, maybe, an idea or perspective
that pulls my chest up into my throat
I try to settle it
"Hush"
"Not yet"
But it's heavy, it pounds
Calls for my attention, but I struggle to process fast enough
Words become harder to speak
I'm asked to express my thoughts
Tears form
from unsettling reminders, past events, loss,
and yet, I know it's not the same
It's hazy, at best, indecisiveness follows
So, I wait.
Last time, it seems to grow slowly,
in a way that had me searching
It was dark,
I wanted out.
But, not this time.
It's not the same darkness, yet, I swallow hard.
Push down what was bubbling underneath
"Oh," she says, "you're changing"
"But we're always changing"
These lyrics replay in my head
And this time, I've very aware of it
I caused it.
And here I am trying to quiet
what my heart already knows.
I sit with it
Echos and longings
until it becomes clear.
May 2, 2019
I can tell you
Long shadows still exist,
even when the sunset is warm
and the colors are radiant
across the tree top
I can tell you
It's not gone forever.
It can still sting,
sharp then a dull ache
Trapped,
between your shoulder blades
But it doesn't last, not as long
I can tell you
You won't fear the weightless falling
you once felt, collapsing inside yourself
Not when you move away from it
Or, better yet, address the abyss head on
Know, that darkness has its own light
I can tell you
There's a lot to say, a lot more to feel
Goosebumps even
Plenty of yourself was closed off,
seeking shelter
Because when it rains, it pours
I can tell you
It's best to wring out your heart,
and let the softness return.
May 9, 2019
I built a shell
Not as armor, not for battle
but as a shelter,
The shell,
weight that was carried,
gave me a place where I could hide
or retreat,
It was my starting point
Until my skin was thick and
I didn't need shell,
I felt light, warmth, connection,
Less hiding and retreating,
Experiences changing more than my
exterior,
But I couldn't stay
not even in that skin for long,
The word 'joy'
danced around me,
like lightning bugs
I was drawn to them,
Small moments of light in the darkness
Hopeful and magical,
I hadn't see them since last Summer
I always love Summer
I opened my hands slowly
Smiling,
I saw a faint glow
the kind that ignites a fire,
Joy, they call it,
Passion.
May 16, 2019