Big Brother

You are so kind, so sweet, so loving and so very caring.

Whoever knows you, knows that this is true.

Big brother, Noah, you are so wonderful, always there with a helping hand.

What is it about you that makes you so kind?

Maybe its all the giving that you do, the sweet texts or the time you spend helping out those around you who need a helping hand.

When we were growing up, you were always there, for Erich and for me.

You were also teaching us, by example, about kindness and responsibility.

We may have had some disagreements, but you were the sweetest, even back then.

Now we are older and here you are still, always lending a hand or asking if the kids and I are alright.

Noah, thank you.

Thank you for being so nice, for caring, for helping and for showing others how to be kind.

Thank you for being so good at being my big brother and for wanting to always be sure those around you are alright.

I love you.

-M.

Magic of the Sunrise

There is a special kind of magic, one that is only in the early hours of the day.

There is silence then slowly, taking its place, there comes this beautiful choir of life.

As the sun begins to rise, a wild magic starts to arrive.

The birds start singing, the branches start to wave and all of a sudden, its a new day.

Everything feels good.

Everything feels fresh.

It seems like anything is possible, oh this, this is the magic of the sunrise.

A new day.

-M.

Sit with Me at Sunset

Today day has been another one of those long, dreary days.

I watched you as you pushed through until the tail-end of an overly draining day.

The waves are calling, I hear them rumble.

The sun is setting, I feel the coldness starting to set in.

The sky is turning into layers of deep shades of orange.

I know of a place that we could go and watch the rest this day fade away.

Come with me, we can listen to the waves rumble, and smell the welcoming salty sea air.

Sit with me at sunset, we can watch the day turn into night.

Sit with me, we can watch the daylight fade away.

Tomorrow is on its way.

Lets go sit and watch all the colors and let the rest of today just melt away.

-M.

Walking to Find You

I’ve been walking for a long time – trying to find you.

I’d continue on, barefoot, waiting and searching, just to be with you.

So many miles, so many hills, I’ve searched.

There were many mountains I didn’t think I could climb.

When I found the summits, I couldn’t believe my eyes.

You were there, always with me.

I felt your presence, though it was not always so easy.

Winds tried to knock me down.

Storms blew by and I’d fall down, not sure if I could keep climbing up the hills.

Though, I knew one day I would find you.

I knew one day, we would meet.

I knew one day it would be easier.

One day it would all come together.

– M.

The Fog

Walking forward has always been challenging.

Not knowing what to expect, what was supposed to be.

Each corner seemed to have more darkness that overtook the light.

Each road seemed to have more bumps than just simply easy driving.

Then you came.

There was still so much fog, but now I could see.

There was so much fear, but I knew what would be.

Everything felt different, I felt it was destiny.

The fog was there to keep us trusting.

The fog stays there to keep us focusing.

Tomorrow will come, but today we must believe.

There is so much more than just this pain that we have been feeling.

There is so much more light than the darkness that made it hard for each of us to see.

Now we must just keep believing.

The fog will help us see, but its through the trust that we will see.

Trust that all this peace is meant to be.

-M.

North Beach

Your beauty captivated me.

I longed for warmth, for the touch of the sun-rays.

Searching for a place to be at peace, a place that could take me away.

I was guided to your shores, locals told me about you directed me your way.

Driving through the streets of Port Townsend, I felt anxious, hoping you would be the right place.

Time was passing by so quickly, I tried to keep driving at a steady pace.

It was getting colder and the darkness was coming in, it was starting to take over.

All alone, trying to let someone go, I sought out your expansive waters to watch the sunset glow.

You helped me heal, like a helping hand.

You became like a dear old friend.

Stepping onto your sands, I felt like myself again.

You lead me to a place of mesmerizing beauty, full of peace.

The loss of love is never easy, but walking through your waters made it feel much easier, at least for the end of that difficult day.

A night alone with you, watching the sunset sky, as it drifted away, turned out to be all I needed.

Thank you, North Beach, you gave me a kind of love that is, in my opinion, much more ideal than the love I lost, a love that I thought was something that was real.

-M.

The Edge of the Sea

I followed you to the edge of the sea.

The waters splashed upon my face and I called for you.

You had left me long ago, yet still I tried to find you.

Into the sea I went, but the waves lifted me back up and rested me upon the shore.

I waited, unsure of where to go, cold and lonely, lost and yearning, I waited.

-M.

Timeless

Your presence, it grounded me, yet it also gave me wings.

You were far, yet you felt so near.

I saw your scars and felt your tears.

Your energy was freeing, it made me feel like I was riding on the waves.

You were new to me, yet your timeless beauty and wise old soul was like nothing I had ever seen.

How did you lose so much of yourself?

Over time, I guess we all do.

It feels like through many ages, that I have known you, yet it has been only minutes, and hours, not even a day, not just yet.

You stand there, by the waves, feeling it all, taking it all in.

I am so astounded by you.

There is so much to learn from you.

Now I keep finding myself wondering, where I would have gone, what I would have done, had I not taken that chance.

Yet, here we are, so close, yet still so far away.

-M.

Healing You

I feel your pain, it beckons for me to find you and help you heal.

You have been tortured, you’ve been cut down.

You no longer feel the abundance of what you once were.

You feel your life is not your own.

I see you.

I’m here.

I will place my hands upon you and heal you

In time you will grow and be abundant once more.

-M.

Love Songs

Love can be whatever you want it to be.

It can be a mystery, or a sweet storybook fantasy.

Love is said to be patient and kind, but it can also feel sticky and bitter at times.

We want so badly to be in love, yet sometimes that is not as a simple as the words above.

Love can be whatever you want it to be.

Do you want it to be like a sweet lullaby?

It really is such a mystery.

Love is challenging, love is deep.

Love can be whatever you want it to be.

We always hope it will be easy.

You trust and give and lose so much sleep,

Yet, so easily, it can be lost like a ship at sea.

Though, it is okay, for there will always will be more love songs to play,

And once again, you can fall asleep while counting all of those fence jumping sheep, just hoping, one day, you can find your love again.

Love can be whatever you want it be…

So, what will it be?

-M.