it took me a long time to understand
my true purpose
I’m here to grieve
and goddamn I am so very good at it
every morning I empty the old seed from my bird cages
and give my parakeet and my conure fresh seed
I do not throw the old seed away instead I toss it
out on my back patio where the wild finches live
among the jasmine and the crape myrtle
tiny and beautiful they devour this meal with gusto
like loggers going after plates of ham and eggs
And as the finches hop about I admire them
so full of life just like you and I
they bless the world with their smallness
my love is deeply asleep
and watching her I imagine a rose
growing in mid-air above her
living its own life and then dying
dropping its petals one by one
in a circle around my love
Trying to define yourself is like trying to bite your own teeth.
When we discover that the truth is already in us, we are all at once our original selves.
no grudges, no dead weight. this is a new day and I hope it is a fine day for everyone. may my choices be merciful and may your choices be your own.
Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.