I AM PROCESSED

My life is a process Of inhaling and exhaling Of grieving the passing of Rejoicing in the newness of Feeling the wisdom of pain Wearing the comfort of love Hiding from myself While searching high and low Before finding myself Being fearful of what’s to come And being proud of what’s behind My life is…

LOVE LETTERS

Since he’s been around The words don’t spill out They live inside me They grow stronger More colorful, joyful A changing vocabulary Positively charged And full of hope, dreams A kaleidoscope landscape Of endless possibility And like waterfalls The words fall Effortlessly, beautifully Onto a canvas Where I paint them