Friday, April 3, 2015

Thank you, River

Thank you, River
          for rocks and rapids and
          your gentle flow.

Thank you, Trees
          for bent, bowed, and twisted branches
          that lean over the waters.

Thank you, Turtles
          for taking pleasure in the sun with
          utter disregard for the pleasure it brings the observer.

Thank you, Travelers
          for blazing this trail, marking it
          so I could find my way to this place.

Thank you, Creator
          for fashioning all this and allowing it to grow and change
          and unfold into this moment.


Nature's Healing

When my heart was wounded,
                 I sought out the gentle ministrations of nature.
The woods surrounded me and applied
                Gentle pressure to stop me from bleeding out.
The river cleansed my wounds
The leaves provided dressings to bandage them
Twining vines wrapped them snugly
The breeze soothed me.
The currents lulled me to sleep.
                 And I was healed.

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Not Much More I Can Say About That...

When you find the perfect words expressed in the perfect way, sometimes you just have to let them stand on their own.



I could liken you to a werewolf,
the way you left me for dead
But I admit that I provided a full moon

And I could liken you to a shark
the way you bit off my head
But then again,
I was waving around a bleeding, open wound

But you were such a super guy
Till the second you get a whiff of me
We are like a wishing well
And a bolt of electricity
But we can still support each other
All we gotta do's avoid each other

Nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
Nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key

The lava of the volcano
shot up hot from under the sea
One thing leads to another
and you made an island of me

And I could liken you to a chemical,
the way you made me compound a compound
But I'm a chemical too
Inevitable you and me would mix
And I could liken you to a lot of things
But I always come around
'Cause in the end, I'm a sensible girl
I know the fiction of the fix

But you were such a super guy
Till the second you get a whiff of me
We are like a wishing well
And a bolt of electricity
But we can still support each other
All we gotta do's avoid each other

Nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
Nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
Nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
Nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key