Might we speak
of gradual and direct
as potential ways
of forgiveness..
With a correlation
to spiritual paths:
one of practice
a daily seeking
the other an instant
experience of Grace
a quantum directness
no path at all
with burden lifted...

What happens to a heart deferred?
Does it burst like a bubble?
Or crumble like sand?
And then fall out of your hand.
Does it crack like sidewalk?
Or crumple like paper?
Maybe it just fades away.
Like a stormy day.
Or does it simply burst like a bubble?

In the morning when you open your eyes
Say hello to the birds and butterflies
Smell the fresh air and gaze at the beautiful sky
Listen to the crickets and watch the sunrise
Because life is short but it's a beautiful thing.

Maybe we feel empty because we left pieces of ourselves in everything we used to love, and maybe we feel sad because love is deceiving. Maybe we feel broken because the things that used to fix us are broken as well, and maybe we cry because there are so many questions left unanswered. Maybe we hurt because someone has to feel the pain. Maybe, just maybe.

i wanted to tell you i loved you,
but the butterflies in my stomach swarmed my throat, and all the words got caught in their wings