hold on
for those who burn sage at the end of every day
for those got burned by mercury retrograde
but who also didn’t feel reborn after their story crashed down,
a smashed rubble of disconnected narratives.
for those who awake in ashes
and never as a phoenix
to those who just feel
dead.

please,
keep fighting.
hold on
there’s just 5 more minutes till dawn
when light and dark waltz as shadows
and the sunrise seen even with eyes half closed
will dance your soul awake

hold on
remember to breathe

spirit is breath within you
and so you are spirit
and in the moment between inhalation and exhalation
in its passage through the airways
spirit learns about living

and so in living, the spirit of light and air,
moved over the waters
and became the waves dark, tall, sharp
crests above fathomless blue water

the endless waters of the spirit.

fear not.
stand taller on your surfboard.
you were made to ride those waves
you beautiful ocean sprite.

Categories: Poetry