Words are all we have

To share or own our stories.

Connection through words.

I opened my eyes

The water sparkled with light

I knew where I was.

A voice, questioning,

A soul listening, answers.

I hear you, with love.

Moonlit gilded clouds

Gleaming in indigo sky

Lifting us upward.

Lightness of being

A faint smile across my face.

Living in wonder.

Fingers reaching out

Extensions of dreams being dreamed

Energy connects

Sunlight on my face

Warms my skin, soothing my soul.

He doesn’t matter.

A closed heart aching

Fears the onslaught threatening

Retreats in prayer

Words can be so cruel,
A knife to the heart, a wound.
But silence hurts too. 

I guess it depends
On which side you want to live. 
Darkness, or light. Choose.