Breaking Day

Morning breaks gently,

As late winter’s sleepy sunrise

Streams eagerly through my window.

The cold night is curtailed;

My bedroom warmed from the outside.

 

Peace abides in me, solitary;

Silent and unmoving, undisturbed.

The choice is mine to be free,

In this instant and all that follow,

To warm myself from the inside.

Winter’s Coat

Interminable flurry,
Conceals the city,
Composes the streets.
Dense and insulating,
Worn by the outdoors.

All becomes soundless,
But for the tinkle of snowflakes
On top of frozen depths.
Winter’s coat warms me,
Like the glow of moonlight’s reflection.

Inside Out

I sense you, long to know you.
Patient discovery opens glimpses of your heart
Revealing goodness, misunderstood.
You thrill me, awaken me,
As we journey from the inside-out.
The raw core is warm, inviting, tender.

Unhurriedly, deliberately, layers are stripped.
Nuances and needs uncovered.
We need not forfeit our deepest necessities
Or compromise absolute joy.
Expose me: you will see.
Expose yourself: you will be free.

Warm, Loved.

With face pointed to the sky I bask, enjoying the luxurious warmth of the sun on my golden skin. It’s as if the heat gets underneath; penetrating my core and warming me from the inside-out. My heartbeat slows, my breathing relaxes, my muscles calm. I create moveable artwork behind closed eyes; a myriad of vibrant colours dancing on the backs of my eyelids. There is no sound but the crashing of waves onto the expanse of fine sand; no voices can be heard, not even in the distance. In this moment, I am unaffected by any circumstance, notion or person. This solitude is healing. I am still, confident, and bare. I am untouched by the world. In this perfect state I am exposed yet loved, accepted and whole. I can but dream that this peace and splendor would last forever.