personal
Sage
I wrote this for my nine-year-old niece, Sage. The only child in my life who I love so much. I’m scared, so scared, for her to see and know more about the world.
Love amplifies its meaning in full
like;
how God saves me time and time again,
how all beautiful creatures exist together
under the sun, under the moonlight, in the vast oceans,
how life riddles are answered with humour and heart,
how soul yearnings find joy and comfort in the arms of arts,
how symphonies delight my reveries,
how the sound of rain heals my pains,
how my once frail mortality now runs like a
mystical chariot to get to my desired destination,
how great Philosophies harmonize with the
most stunning cymatics,
how prayers sing to keep me moving to
accomplish something wonderful,
how lovely encounters make me excited
about humanity,
how kindred spirits in animals morph into
angels to wake me up,
how amazing stories written by the stars
find their way into the wounded,
how classic poetry resonates with a
timeless world,
how my weaknesses have shown me
their strengths,
how kind miracles surprise me while
struggling to escape nightmares,
how I define my worth, and how my worth defines me,
how my madness creeps into words to
shape a legacy,
how solitude keeps my creative sparks
warm in winter,
how family becomes the greatest story ever told,
how home sings the happiest tunes
ever composed.
like;
the Sage who captures
my heart, my mind, my spirit
in the name of the Lord.