Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Long lost friend.

Where am I?

Where have I gone?

Where am I going?

When will I be back?

I need a map, a map with the way highlighted with neon pink.

A pink thats bright, and exciting, and revealing, revealing the way from a to b.

Where a is the lost, barren wastland Im stuck in, stuck in wandering in the sand storm, whirling me around like a broken leaf fallen from its home.
and where b... well b is that place is where I become alive, where my soul is singing, and laughing in sunshine showers.

someone help me find the key? the map? the secret to my return.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

dear garden keeper.


please create your dwelling place in me







Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Where the wind blows


Please don't tell my secrets to the wind,
Because the wind will reveal them to the sea,
And the sea will deliver them to the four corners of the earth.
Then my secrets wont be secrets at all,
But instead, stories widely told about a naive girl who told her secrets to you.

Monday, June 23, 2008

From Weeds to Windflowers.

To my garden keeper;
You began a work in me.
To the world, I was a dirt mound,
Covered in weeds,
Unbalanced,
And my soil was worn.


But to you, I was a plush garden,
Covered in life,
Blooming in color,
And to you,
I -was beautiful.


As time passed,
You came to visit me everyday.
I loved to see you.
Even though it hurt to be groomed,
I loved to feel your hands in my soil,
Yanking, combing, sowing me.

And I knew,
You loved me too.
I was yours,
And you were mine.
When we first met- you see,
I was afraid,
Because I was nothing,
And You-- You were everything.
But you showed me that I could trust you.
You were so proud of me.

You gave me life as you kneeded me,
And pressed little seeds into me.
And, I gave you beauty,
You pulled from me, the most vibrant buds.
When the others saw me,
They became overwhelmed.
Overwhelmed with awe,
Becasue your hands were like magic.



You see, my garden keeper,
I knew I held the secret to something so much bigger.
But I needed you.
I needed you to pull my weeds,
I needed you to grow me.


I love you garden keeper.
You saved me.
You were the first to love me.
You brought me from weeds to windflowers.