acknowledgments
To you, the reader, thank you for believing in me.
To me, the writer, thank you for believing in me.
To us, the beings, thank you for believing in the power of connection.
To all who have ever wished to experience unity with nature, thank you for giving this a chance to take you there.
To the Flo of life, thank you for embarking on the journey to deeply relate to this prose.
a sometimes-perfect date
he is highly honeyed
and murmurs melodiously
brushing his gentle touch
across each edge of my skin, melting
into all parts of my body, already
unclothed
his tender strokes reach
all along and across me
plating shivers for dinner
deeply dripping down my spine
making the hairs on my body stand tall
covering the shape of my frame
gratifying goosebumps
for the very first time
he creates congenial music for me
the beat seldomly fast
moments where the tempo has slowed
unblemished and imperfect
although,
while we are stuck together
we always dance together
sometimes he will join me
when he isn’t desired
the sight is unfortunate
making it dangerous
for him to be prancing
around me
he can be such an infliction of pain
yet, I love him so dearly
because no matter what
he’s always earnestly nurturing me
he’s the finest and wickedest date
yet, always the most memorable
and so, if you’d let me
I’d like to introduce you
to my date with Rain
leap to freedom
is she too nervous, to take
the vast leap off the cliff of the sky
into this unknown below
like so many of us can be
at least we can empathize with her
it takes commitment to live up to a vow
once you do start falling
you’re never gonna stop, until you land
find peace in space of that body,
of soft and salty champagne
that which we all often see, pondering
that cosmic outlandish slice of this planet
and can you believe,
she actually has hesitancy
to drop?
can’t you see?
that’s us, too nervous
to take the leap of trust
a plunge into devotion
a hop into freedom
of and within ourselves, simultaneously
transforming lives
it’s only because we don’t know
the most beautiful part of the story
is waiting at the bottom
to catch us free fallin’
scent
it’s pouring
dime-sized drops of rain
earth is washing herself off
laying on a layer of perfume
freshly across her chest
like it’s her first date
with the sun
again
hold me
wind blows
drops land
trees call
leaves dance
fog rolls in
I'm surrounded
and feel all alone
until everything encasing me disappears
it’s then that the Earth steps in
and holds me
with such relaxed ease
veda
a drop of rain
is a message from the sky
reminding us that it’s a simple sole
in the wild whole ocean
witness
