now, we burn bright too.

we wrote letters to the sun,

heartache and poetry

filled with confessions,

stories and reasons

for why we felt too deeply

and fell too quickly

we were dragon hearts and dandelion fuzz,

graceful power and a shimmer of softness

all beautifully broken

and bound within the stars

– ashley jane

Namaste

 

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There is something true about the sun,
something honest in the way it rises and sets,
as if it knows we need a little light to guide us,
but also understands that we’re a little dark too

I remember in college,
on those early mornings after nights I couldn’t sleep,
I’d sit on the balcony,
watching the leaves change color
They always seemed so vibrant
in the dawn’s glow

And, in grad school, that night I sat beside you
taking in the city skyline as the day faded away,
orange and pink skies drinking in the moonlight
until only the star-studded black remained

There is a certain peace
in knowing that
I’m never watching the it alone
Somewhere, someone else is captivated,
soul bound to sky
and the sun
and each other

Breath of Words© 10/2/17

photo: J. Spann

Drink Deep

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there is something about a storm
that’s always soothed my soul,
the way the sky is falling
and the wind is calling,
the way the thunder echoes

others feast on liquid sunshine
and timid turquoise skies,
but I like the power of the night,
the amazing way it creates beauty
while the world sleeps

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so that when daylight comes,
awakening the ocean waves
and the remnants of darkness
fade away,

that is what makes my heart beat
so I drink deep

Breath of Words© 7/31/17

photo not mine. contact for credit or removal.