walking along the seashore
i heard my dragon
breathing
wave after wave after endless wave
of love
timeless and boundless
infinite
like every sun in the dancing blue
dazzling its light
and there too i saw him
in a threaded flight of swans
homebound, and, one thousand strong
singing all his ballads
to me
and just waiting for my soul to fly
together
hand in hand with his
all throughout this numinous sky
like water
i want to know all life
to seep into the soil and soften stones
and under even scorching suns
rise
into a sky where
i billow
buoyant all throughout the light blue
and like water
i will fall, steadfast, and
surrendered to gravity
give in to fate
to this unknown yet inevitable destiny
streaming and rushing
i will run, i will run like the water
to my sea
to my beautiful dragon
calling me
calling me to come home
in this garden where
you and i meet
one mysterious flower grows
quietly, and unseen in bright broad daylight
more fragrant and far sweeter, more velvet than
all these colorful
flowers
pink and yellow
that come and go with a cyclical sun
this flower is a rarity
it is the sun’s flower, and it is calledâ
The Flower of Forever Love
it blossoms
in this garden where
storm clouds dance and calm seas steep
the light, where
rain, busy in the skies, forgets to fall and
fires sometimes fail to spark…..
this one mysteriously flowering forever love
grows
in this garden where
rainbows are red, and
white roses scatter upon the beach
while dolphins swim along my shore side strolls
even hawks gift their feathers to me
and hearts write themselves into a vivid blue sky…..
all because, and, just because
here in this garden
you are together with me
…p.s.
it is said that
the sun, the moon, Saturn, and every single star aligns
whenever and wherever
The Flower of Forever Love
blossoms
Have you ever seen the flower of forever love?
i am flower deep
in this love
tipsy-sweet and delicate-pink
dancing
warm sunlight and sparkles bright……
and deep into the night
dreaming you & me
together
all throughout these grassy-green fields of forever
in this garden
the deep soil where i blossom
is your love
i am its flowerâwild and pink
and i dance in the warm sunshine
of you
this ancient garden is born anew
and blushes like the very first light that spills
into day
tumbling out
shy
from the covers of an unknown and eternal night
this night where we walk
all along
our long and winding path without, seemingly, an end
hand in hand together one
step after another, and
into the crystal clear waters sparking with light
where, in this darkness
and here underneath all these stars
is our story, steeped and older than time
and our heart,
a seashore swelling and crashing with waves
here, where we are singing and where we are weaving
the darkness into light
the darkness into love
the darkness into these roses growingâwild and pink
right here in this garden
where we
are
where we are one, and where
we are enchanted.
Now, more than ever.
Ever since I was little, I craved the guidance, mentorship, and leadership of womenâof wise, old and beautiful women. As a little girl, I loved my grandmother’s hands. She would complain to me about her “ugly old-age spots,” but her wrinkled and spotted hands were to me, beautiful. They held mine warmly, with love and kindness. They gave me the world’s best chocolate-chip cookies, miniature shoes her mother had collected, and hugs.
And now, more than ever, I crave the kindness, wisdom, love and leadershipâof women. I crave a world in which old women, with their soft, worn, and strong bodies of age are acknowledged for their beauty and for their power. I crave a world where grandmothers are government.
I am grateful to my mother, my grandmothers, and their mothers… to the many wise women teachers I’ve had… and to shimĂĄ (“my mother” in Navajo, implying both a personal and collective mother). The tremendous hardships they faced in life did not diminish their love and capacity to give, but deepened it. May I walk bravely in their footsteps…
now, more than ever.
empires rise and fall
and the world’s great cities are built to someday crumble back into the earth
as landmasses collide and drift apart
the stars, in brilliant constellations, climb up into the night sky only to disappear again
buried somewhere beneath the horizon of day
and we come and we go, again
and again
and yet
we dance, again
all the while we dance
again
in these eternal arms of love
i want to fly with wings
like the angels
full of light and love and peace
beautiful
and in the divine wind, dance
like the starlings
precise, purposeful, impeccably wild and free
in spite of all these tears
the hardship and the heartache
in spite of our wars and endless trauma, catastrophe, disaster and destruction
i want to fall
again and again
like the drunken fools
madly in love with this world
my heart
today
has no words
only fire
in this body burning
sacred
holy
and
divine
â¤ď¸âđĽ
my heart today has no words only love for you for your love for me
ăăăă¨ă is arigato, “thank you” in Japanese.
Michiru Adrienne 