Sunshowers

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Earth Angel

I see you…
Your face, your wings…
Without you knowing
I step into your skin,
Walk in your shoes.

I can feel the loneliness
Stuck, like chewed up gum,
Under your soles.

You wanted to feel loved
Before you loved another.

You carry yourself
Like a hungry downtrodden star,
Eating sparks and blowing dust
From open windows.

You wanted to grow before
You were spread out.

I can feel your homelessness
Like a floating dock loosely tethered to a pile
Of mute days.

You wanted to be held
Before you had to carry the world.

I can touch your erased memories
Invisibly contoured
To not throw shadows in mirrors.

I see you…
Your face, your wings…
Your smile hiding
In sleepless riddles.

Without you knowing
I step into your skin
And I stay there
Waiting for you to see me
My face, my wings…
Becoming yours.

Love itself needs
To be loved into
Existence.

Loneliness

I sow a prayer
On the sunrise hills
Where the iron sky is cold and dark.
I sow a promise
And watch my caged-in longing
Burst into vivid bloom –
A wildly disheveled dandelion
On the hard and empty fields
Of the eastern morning light.

The months of grace

Spring is short and transitory
Like girlhood softly awakening
To womanhood.
It marks the beginning
Of the months of grace
When adversity turns to wisdom
And shady spots to
Flower glades.