@moonlight_poet
TIDE
The water knows its time without a clock / In the night it moves the edge of everything
RIVER
Running clear over smooth and ancient stone / Into the valley where the willows lean
FEEL
Feeling is the oldest and most accurate instrument you have / Every emotion carries information, even the uncomfortable ones
DANCE
Door closed and the music up properly / A small performance for the empty kitchen
DANCE
Done before breakfast with no particular reason / Arms moving because the body wanted to
DEW
Drawn to the coldest surface in the dark / Every hollow holds a little more of it
SMILE
Small and given freely to a stranger / Making nothing of the distance between
HOPE
Hearts that hold the unconfirmed / Over every valley, a bridge appears
BRAVE
Bearing wounds and moving forward / Refusing to surrender to the dark
SNOW
Softening the world into unfamiliar shapes / Newly white and silent as held breath
CREEK
Chattering over the pebbled shallow bed / Running its small errand to the river
GUILT
Gathering each could-have-done-it-better / Under all the busyness it waits
WORTH
What you carry inside you has a value no market ever named / Once you know your own worth, you stop selling it at a discount
BIKE
Bell rung once just for the habit of it / Into the park where the path bends left
APART
All that separates is also pointing to what could connect / Perspective grows in proportion to the distance that you can accept
LOVE
Light that follows even into shadow / Often showing up unasked and uninvited
FAITH
Footsteps into what you cannot see / All you carry forward is the wanting
APART
All that separates is also pointing to what could connect / Perspective grows in proportion to the distance that you can accept
STILL
Sitting with what is difficult without running from it takes practice / Tending the inner quiet is the most productive thing you can do
SLEEP
Somewhere between awake and nowhere / Last thought always the most random
ROAD
Running away from the city for a Sunday / Outside the window everything is green finally
CREEK
Cold and narrow between the mossy banks / Rounding the boulders in small white confusion
GENTLE
Giving back the world its softest version / Each word considered before it lands
DREAM
Drifting between the known and the almost known / Rooms connected in impossible sequences
CURVE
Coming around the bend reveals what the straight road kept from you / Understanding that the path winds is not the same as accepting delay
SAFE
Somewhere that the world can't enter / A warmth without a need to prove it
FROST
Forming in the night on every surface / Reaching over the grass with cold white fingers
LUNCH
Left on the desk while the meeting ran long / Unwrapped without looking up from the screen
WALK
Wednesday morning colder than expected / Around the block once more for no reason
LOVE
Living from a genuine care for the world begins with care for the self / Only the love that is offered freely without needing a specific return lasts
ANGER
A heat that rises without warning / Nothing holds the fire back
FEAR
Freezing at the edge of the unknown / Every shadow seems to breathe
CREEK
Chattering through the shaded afternoon / Rustling over pebbles smooth and cold
CORE
Centering in what is most essential is a daily practice / Out beyond all the peripheral is what you actually are
CHILD
Careful with a broken thing they found outside / Homework spread across the wrong table
JOY
Jumping into the light with both feet / Only laughter tells the truth
REEF
Resting just below the hull and waiting / Each current brings new life to the formation
OCEAN
Old bones of ships lie quiet in the dark / Currents carrying heat from one world to the next
LIMIT
Learning where you end is not the same as giving up / In every boundary, there is also the outline of your truth
OCEAN
Opening before the ship without an end / Carrying its storms from one coast to the next
FAITH
Feeling your way forward when the visible path has disappeared takes trust / Acting on what you cannot prove yet is how the unprovable becomes real
DAWN
Dew on the windowsill before breakfast / A soft light crosses the kitchen floor
AWE
All your certainties dissolve at once / When the world exceeds what you prepared for
WHOLE
What is broken can be gathered into something new and true / Healing does not mean returning to before the fracture
TRUTH
There is something steady underneath the shifting noise / Returning to it feels like water after thirst
DIARY
December is always the most honest month / In the margins the things too small for a line
DEW
Deep in the night it settled on the rose / Everything it touches it makes briefly new
SEEK
Searching is the honest state of anyone who is alive / Everything worth knowing hides a little from the casual glance
MEAL
Made before anyone knew they were hungry / Everyone at the table and the phones away
WALK
Weather finally good and the coat unnecessary / Around the long way because of the light