Fences

Inside,
You fill
A role.
Inside,
Someone else
Always has
Control.
Create an
Offense,
And then
Break down
The fences.

Growing Friendship

There are things
That grow slowly
Like trust in a
Friendship.
And there
Are things
That grow
Faster
Like the
Friendship
Itself.

Be a Tree

Have roots
To ground yourself.
Roots that anchor
You firmly
To the place
You are meant
To be.
Have bark
To guard yourself.
It may be thick
And scarred
With wounds
But still
It does the job.
Branch out -
Always keep reaching.
It is never wrong
To strive
For greatness.
Believe, in fact,
That you are
So very great.
Have leaves
To leave behind
For someone else
To find.
Leaves that grow
More brilliant
With age.
Leaves that carpet
Their walk with your
Wisdom.
Leaves that
Let them know
You were here once
And you are never
Truly
Gone.

Painted Blue

This is a day
Painted blue
As a sky
On a day
When there
Is nothing
Amiss.
This is a day
Painted blue
As the moon
Bearing witness
To things
That should
Not be
True.
But this is
A day,
And that's
All that
Really
Matters
In
The end.
Because
The end
Is just
The beginning.

When You Say

Watching this:
The turning,
The moving,
The realness,
Always changing...
It's inspiring
And it's living
And it's chaos,
Still forgiving...
It is looking
Toward the sun
It is reaching
For someone
It is everything
It is anything
It is strength
In a state-of-being.

What To Do With Resentment

Do not wrestle
With resentment
Instead
Ask
And sit
And let
God
Take it.

State of Being

Whether or not
People notice
Or see
What I strive
To be,
I am content.
Whether or not
People gossip
Or point
Or they're
Out-of-joint,
I am content.
Whether or not
People stare
Or walk by
People laugh
Or they cry,
I am content.
In truth,
I am not always
As content
As I should be.
But starting
Tonight
I start in my
Fight
To be
Content.

Outside These Lines

There is a moment
When I'm watching
When it hits me -
The everything
You have overcome
And endured
And accomplished
To be
Where you are
Right now.
It resonates
So strongly with me
That, in fact,
I must sit back
And take a moment
In the midst of
All this beauty
And intrigue
That captures me -
This everything -
To sit and breathe
And know
As tears linger
Somewhere down near
My toes - deep inside
Where no one knows -
I am proud
And I'm amazed...
Please, can it always
Be this way?

What To Do

There are strange things.
There are strong things.
There are things we
Cannot grasp.
But that does not mean
We should stop trying
Being wary of the
Strange things,
Embracing the
Strong things,
And attempting to
Grasp the
Ungraspable things.

Strange Days

Such a strange
String of
Conversations.
I don't quite know
What to make
Of them.
But I will
Get through them
Just like
I will
Get through
The storms
That come.