belonging

Stay absolutely persistent with your faith in love 

If you quit, you quit on All Things Good and Beautiful 

You must see the bigger picture

Which is a blackness held together with a frame of light and angelic hymns and rhythms 

Water cascading down rolling hills 

Babies laughing one moment then crying in fury, 

Gasping for life, 

begging the chaos for a Mother 

Many times I have found real belonging in a family of trees, where i was invited in like I was their own 

There I learned I belonged to the whole world 

To every river, every ant hill, every den, nest and crevice warming a family and their young

Caregivers hear ancestral whispers: 

Teach me how to provide for myself 

And do not hide the truth!

Me, I’ve always wanted someone to tell me I’ll never know anything despite knowing so much 

so knowing what I know 

I bury my face deep into a mossy nook and breathe in the sweet scent of wild uncertainty, then I throw my head back and laugh 

my belly is full

There’s delight and relief, 

Thank god for dying 

This simple reset 

maybe next time I’ll come back as unruly 

and honest 

and as shameless as a desert flower 

That thrives where others would choose to die