There it goes again,
that plane
swirling across the blue canvas
breezing past the fluffy pillows
leaving behind not a single trace.
There he was again,
sitting at the train station
glaring at the iron rails
wishing, wishing…
There she stood again,
immersed in a field of magnolias
watching the bees pollenating, being
everything she sought to be.
Here we are again,
living out what we call truth,
screaming at ourselves for not being
enough of what we already are.
You know that person
Who seems to have the
Strength of a thousand warriors,
Whose smile illuminates darkness,
And whose soul overflows with life?
The one who believes in you
When the path becomes unclear,
And who guides your way
On days when no one knows
That you are lost…?
You are that person.
So she dreamt,
and she dreamt,
and she dreamt
some more.
Until she opened her eyes
and realized
she had all she
was looking for.
Wake up and decide
That today is your day
And that every day that follows
Will be yours too.
Breathe in and remember
That you are the one
In control of
Who you want to be,
And once you remember that,
You’re free.
If everything is temporary
And we are everything
Then our spirits are both eternal
Linked together like silly string.
I used to sit and wait at windows
Nitpicking at my mind’s extremes
Thinking and wishing
Of better tomorrows
Begging you
To hear my screams
If nothing lasts forever
And we are nothing
Then I’d give back every single year
To remain with you, here.
I’d press pause on that simple clause
The one which stole my heart —
“We’re infinite, in-fin-ite”
It still pierces like a dart.
Etait là,
Toute seule, comme toujours
Je voulais la suivre,
L’entourer,
L’ouvrir au monde qui l’attendait,
Celui qui lui demander
De découvrir ce qu’elle était
Et de l’attraper.
Parfois je la regarde,
Et il me semble qu’elle le sent
Cette sensation mystique
Sensuelle, chimique…
Notre liaison est éternelle
Nos âmes, partagées,
Je la regardais.
my daughter
teaches me more about life
than any classroom i’ve ever
been in, taught in, sought in.
she is a tenured professor
in a semester that never ends
Dossé-Via