Sometimes

Sometimes

we have to give up the possibility

of ever finding the words to describe

what it feels like to be human

Who would choose to be one?

Despondent the snow falls

as the heat of teeth

bathe in the blood of cruelty

and yet the snow falls

with its unrelenting spirit of fragile strength

to give the ducts of emotion their freedom

Sometimes

we choose the wrong path

where under the magnifying light

we burn our souls

Would we choose if we could feel

the ice and the fire

before we engage creation’s Neptune?

As a gong is struck

it sends shivers of calm to all who hear it

to all who feel it

to all who listen within

and to all who are deaf

the gong still sounds

Sometimes

along the path of light

there is only darkness

so feel the sky as you walk

I would choose to be human

for within each moment there is a happiness

all we have to do is listen for it and smile

In every breath of sunlight there is a kiss waiting for our souls

so feel that embrace and smile again

and yet, sometimes

in the grand scheme of things

we are all children

just children

Life is not a guarantee of life

only that you are alive

if you want life

step outside and breathe

where love is simply the dust of a thousand rainbows

painted as a butterfly’s soul

held together within a framework of intricate and infinite love

so sometimes

just smile