i’d meet you there
there beneath a joyful sun
and ride the one infinite and blue
if our hearts grew feathered wings
and flew like graceful birds in the sky
we’d soar unfettered by the fear of falling
and just play, sing, and circle apart freely
with the knowledge of a certain simplicity–
that to fly is our nature most high.

beyond the laws of the earthbound we’d go
just below heaven’s ever present light
high above the ground from which
we’d taken flight, to find each other
free at last, our souls so vast as the place
where the wind dances, wide enough
that the space between us enhances
the openness of our hearts.

i’d see you as clearly as you’d see me
our sight unclouded by earthly fears
of gravity (or the gravity of fear)
we’d see inner lights so bright and radiant
that we’d draw each other nearer
and nearer to our deepest truths shining
like beacons of the divine we find within
beseeching us to share the sky
in a lovely waltz among the winds.

and so it is i learn to fly, higher
on each moment’s outward breath
upward toward a beautiful groundlessness
that transcends death and its steady hold,
a bold resolve to die each and every day
to let go with faith, and pray, and dream
possibilities of love supreme and true
a love that sees the god in me
awakening the glorious god in you.


i would gather you ~
cup these small hands together
to hold as much of you as i could
and walk you toward a garden
in slow, thoughtful steps

i’d feel you filling the spaces
between my nervous fingers
in the tiny wrinkles of my palms
knowing that i cannot keep
the parts of you that will overflow
beyond my simple means

and even if only traces of you were left
as i pushed past the gate
i would turn around and smile
knowing we had blessed the path
behind us.