New is foreign

22/06/22

I don’t want a new dress
I don’t want a new face
I don’t want a new love

New is unknown.
New is foreign.
New is tiresome.

I want to be known.
I want to know.
To know without words.

I want to slip in a warm home.
I want to slip in a familiar bed.
I want to drift in familiar woods.

I dream of them…

The ghost who slipped through my fingers
The ghost who slit open my heart
The ghosts who could only linger;

Never stay.

Who are those strangers?
Stranger to my heart.

Who are those foreigners?
Foreigner to my heart.

Who are those intruders?
Intruders to my heart.

Can’t let them know.
Can’t let them in.
Can’t let them stay.

Tired rain-heavy roses

Scattering scattering
Lolling lolling.
Fading fading.

Is it too late?
Is it too soon?

Patience
Peace.
Prayer.

My lips move
Wordlessly.

My wings move
Flightlessly

My heart moves
Restlessly.

Love always sputters out
Love always springs out
Love always sprouts out.

Ivy on crumbly towers
Roses on crumbly gates
Daisies on crumbly lands.

Life and Love
Love and Life.

Lush leaves glistering 
Thick sap sputtering
Unseen fungi sprouting.

What is old springs new life.
New life springs from the old.

But none of those strangers are you.

And yet,
I must embrace the new season.

And yet,
I must embrace the new songs.

And yet,
I must embrace the new awakening.

We are made of atoms
We are made of sighs
We are made of particles

of the same stars
of the same rocks
of the same earth

And perhaps, 

That spark
That glint
That echo

could be found in another.

For when we love the moon,
We love reflected light.

For when we love lakes,
We love reflected light.

For when we love others
We love reflected Light.

And in that Light

We are forever entwined
We are forever found
We are forever united.

And perhaps my prayers 

become gems
become roses
become warmth

bestowed on you.

And you know you are not forgotten.
And you know you are not unloved.
And you know you are not hated.

And you know…

As God decrees.
As God allows.
As God enables.