The Road to Somewhere

As much as I dream of leaving, I also dream of staying.

Isn’t it so confusing? That push-pull feeling?

Should I stay or should I go…

Every time I think of leaving, I remember how much I feel at home.

Then every time I think of staying, I think about how much I want to go explore.

Show me the world from a window.

Let me see through that looking glass.

Take me for a spin around the globe and then let me come back home and have a weekend in.

Let’s take a chance on a lotto ticket.

Let’s spin a wheel or two.

Maybe we can buy a plane ticket and not know where to.

I have a wild side that needs to go see all the places.

I also have a homebody side that likes to order in and listen to the silence as it dances through the air.

I’m not looking for lovers or one night stands.

Just looking for best friends, adventures, new back roads and cities.

I’m only looking for new scenery.

A new direction.

A new way home.

A new place to get lost in the woods.

A new beach to see the sun rise then fall.

Let’s take a chance and make all right turns.

Then we can laugh while taking all left turns, calling them wrong turns, while we drive back home.

Let’s just go.

Maybe one day,

Maybe sometime,

Maybe somewhere we will go.

-M.

Morning Glow

Your reflections shine for miles, upon the open waters.

You wake me with those soft brushes of light, that shine across the sky, taking away the last darkness of night.

Never do I close my curtains, for now I know of your morning glow.

How could I have ever loved a morning before knowing of your beauty, and how it shines away the darkness of the night.

All my nightmares runaway when you start to glow.

That morning shine, through the window pane, is like nothing I have ever seen before.

Oh how your beauty surpasses beyond expectations, it is such an experience, and no two mornings are ever the same.

-M.

The Bridge of Wonder

This bridge, it is a magic bridge, it will lead you to places you’ve never been to before.

It will take you to a world full of wonder, with so many new places to explore.

You will see magic like you thought was only in fairy tales.

Your wildest dreams will come to life and take you away, like nothing you’ve ever imagined could be true.

Walk over this bridge and don’t look back.

One step forward and no steps back.

Count to three and close your eyes.

Here we go, tell all your fears goodbye.

One step, two steps, here we go, no looking back, onward we go.

-M.

Lets Fly Away

Fly away with me.

We can see new sights.

Hear new sounds.

There will be new adventures to be had.

On our way we will soar over the sea.

The waves will rumble below our wings, but we will keep flying, safely above the sea.

We will fly through the clouds, feeling their softness as we glide through.

Planes will pass us by, they will be loud, but it will be okay.

The passengers will wave to us, saying, “Hi”, as we fly by their windows.

Fly away with me.

We will see new lands.

We will experience new things.

There is so much more to beyond the open sea.

Come fly away with me, it will be an adventure, just follow me, you’ll see.

Lets fly away.

-M.

Lost Love on the Beach

I went to find you, but you had already gone…

The waves tried to show me which way, but I got lost trying to find your footprints in the sand.

Darkness was coming, so I needed to hurry.

There was so much left to tell you…

So much left to show you…

Maybe one day, another life, another time…

Maybe one day, another chance, another meeting…

Until then, may the waves remember our laughs.

May the winds remember ours scents.

May the sands continue to hold the footprints of when we danced and sat, watching the waves and feeling the love of the sea, together.

– Your Love

M.

The Seagulls

She’s back again, and she has the audacity to take more pictures. I’m going to pounce on her.

We are birds, not cats we don’t pounce. Seagulls are known to be thoughtless flying rats, in this area. Leave the human alone.

So what, I’m going to do it. My wings are spread and ready to go.

I’m going to stare her down. She may already be intimidated by me since I’m looking stout and dark with my intense stare down already in action.

Just ignore her, she will go away. Any sudden movements will create more interest and she will continue to interrupt our rooftop banter.

You are weak. You want me to just ignore her? How could we do that? We must attack. Surely you can learn to pounce, as we are also surrounded by feral cats that people leave in our care. They pounce all day. Maybe I can get them to join in on the attack.

Do NOT engage with those furry animals! I must interrupt this thoughtless attempt of causing any sort of engagement with our sworn enemies, as well as your attempts to pounce on this person. The humans must not become aware of our consciousness of them. Leave her be and walk the roof and act aloof, as the rest of us are doing.

But I just want to get my pounce on and land on her head. I’m sure I could really giver her a scare, if I landed on her head and messed up all that wild hair of hers.

This is getting out of hand. You must leave the roof if you don’t stop this nonsense. If you attempt to attack the human, we will swarm around you before you reach her. No sense in that happening. Catch my drift?

Okay, I get it, wings down…

I’m going to keep staring her down.. can’t stop me.

As long as that is all you do, that is fine.

And the human lived to see another day… all hairs intact.

-M.

Trail of Light

You left a trail of your light.

It lead to the waters edge.

To greet you, to say goodbye, for you would be taking your break, falling away, leaving room for the night sky.

Every time you fall away, you leave a gift of colors.

You leave so much beauty behind you, as you lower away to your resting place.

This could be to teach the onlookers that leaving a place with beauty and grace makes for the best exit of all.

Thank you for the silent lessons and for the beauty you leave with each evening sunset sky, that takes your place.

-M.

Waiting

There was a time when I would wait for almost anyone.

I would let them lead me, guide me and tell me what was what.

Now you are the only one I will wait for.

You are the only one I can trust.

You heal me.

You give me what I need without asking for anything back.

There is no control.

There is no pain.

There is only love.

Only peace and healing.

Thank you for being you, and allowing me to be me.

-M.

Take me back in Time

When I look at you, it takes me back, to when life was easier.

Life used to be more free.

Things were different.

Everything felt so much better.

Now it all feels like a distant memory.

How does that happen?

One moment we are here, the next we are somewhere else, entirely.

I miss the way things were.

I miss the freedom, the laughter, the peace.

Now we must learn to accept the new ways of life.

We must find new ways to laugh and find peace within the not so normal.

For now I will just keep that memory alive, of how things used to be, while learning how to move in this new way of existence.

I will find my peace in that, to help me carry on, with these days of lost minds and forgotten peace, in the silence of more loneliness and time apart.

Thank you for helping me find some inkling of hope, for being here, for listening and for holding all of the past within you.

You have brought me hope, even if all you did was sit there and listen.

In the silence of sitting still, we can find more peace.

-M.

Sitting on the Edge

I was sitting on the edge of the wall of life.

One side was light.

The other side, dark.

The front edge was foggy, and it was the most inviting side of all.

Looking into the unknown, not sure which direction to choose. Feeling this pull, drawn to fall back into memories that make me feel the darkness might be my fate.

The light is so pure and so overwhelming. It gave me warmth and love, yet seemed to expect so much from me.

Oh the fog… cool, creamy and unknowing of what could come. No expectations, only what is coming from my mind.

Lastly, the wall… walking backwards, just to stay safe, felt comforting.

Moss growing along the cracks. Light shining on one side, warming the stones. The darkness and the fog cooling them off while I sat and thought about which way to go.

To go backwards, to stay on the wall probably, would not be allowed. Though, I don’t think I could anyways. I had been walking on this wall for so long, settled in so comfortably between the light and the dark, with the unknown fog always ahead of me.

How do you choose?

We always have so many options. Sometimes we think too much and make it more of a challenge than it really is.

Shifting through this life, finding a way to make a progress in “the right” direction.

What really is the best direction?

Is there really one direction that is better than another?

Finding peace, learning lessons, in all experiences, is the way we can make peace within ourselves about whichever directions we go. Letting go of pressure or judgement of ourselves and of others. It is all just lessons in love and healing.

A bellowing fog crept up to my face, like it was examining me, just as I was examining all of my options.

The sweet smell of the moisture in the air pulled me in.

I fell forward.

Knowing it would be the balance and the trust that I was truly seeking.

We can’t always know what is to come, but we must do what we can to follow our own path and the directions we feel are best for our experience.

Let go of that insistent control of wanting to know all the outcomes.

Life is for living and experiencing.

Find your truth.

Be you.

For you.

You matter.

Let go.

-M.