Be the Wind that carries You

Close your eyes
and be the bird
upon the wind
stretch your wings
and be the wind
that carries you

Close your eyes
and be the air
that moves the wind
abandon your boundaries
and be the breath
that births the being

First Light

Dawn is like the moment
before a thought
turns into spoken words

In the nightlight
Love undresses
layer by layer
until
it stands naked
holding nothing
but itself