Ocean throwing salty waves
like coins into a fountain
part of me
split off and slipped
into the abyss
while I held on
for dear life
so that others would not
have to grieve my loss
so early on
I chose to live for others
until I could live for myself
allowing the body to heal
comes naturally
Allowing the mind and heart
to heal must be a conscious choice
my life bloomed with flowers
and flowed like a river
without grass or rocks
impeding its flow
the healing goddess
entered my system
and helped me function
movement of ocean
rivers, streams, lakes, waterfalls
rain falling
leaving rivulets
flowing down streets
grey into black
and there are ways to tell time
to mark the passage of time
but I wonder if nobody noticed it
would we float around in pure consciousness
and light?
would we love with less limitations
since we would not know it could end?
and at some point, along the way, we get free
allowing it all to unfold
with peace and
unfettered transformations