02
Feb
I Have Heard
I have heard that our thoughts
have the potential to knock down
as many walls
as our fists.
that our cruel intentions can destroy beauty
just as easily as Shiva’s vengeance
that the extent of our physical bodies pales
in comparison to the strength our souls possess at rest
and, yes,
we’ve been searching the sky for answers
but maybe the teasing darkness
that dashes in and out of our closets and nightmares and “I love you’s’’ far too much
is just there to remind us
to wish on the endless bursts of light
streaming from our chests
& shine
for this lifetime is a lucid dream
prolonged to remind us of our connection to the divine.
There is no such thing as impossibility
when we are ticking time bombs of ethereal epiphany.
Do not worry if the sound of your voice
does not echo loud enough
to hold your insecurity in its palms,
for vulnerability is sacred
and we often have to become deaf
to realize how dumb these tongues really are
how naïve these spectres of sound
position themselves with respect
to everything out there
and up there
and in us.
We were made to love blindly, but consciously
To walk with strength in the ruin.
We wear ashes proudly,
for the fire
has only made our glass castles
shine that much brighter
reflect that much more beauty
be more gracious or graceful
for we must not forget to be grateful
to be so full of grace
on a daily basis-
impure
in the sense that
we are progress
rough
in the sense that
we are Pangaea
broken
in the sense that
we are mosaic of humanity and homes
built from the stones
they so loved to throw at us.
We are connection personified-
unified in the belief that we share nothing but everything-
and that nothing less than all of us
will ever be enough.
Settle for nothing less than shine
Give nothing less than completely.
Speak light.
Illumine vision. See brilliance.
Paint life.
Breathe change. Live love.
Love hope.
Hope always.
Forever be.