Reckless

Maybe I have
a reckless soul
and am destined
to always be a
problem for
those I love
and who
love me

Maybe
it’s that
I don’t want
to live just
one life.

Choosing one
and forsaking
all others.

Recognizing
what I give up.

And so
I go slowly
try to be content
to breathe deeply
to be forgiving
of myself and others
to immerse myself
in the beauty
of the world around me
and in the joy
of creating.

I get rid of all things that
keep me from this moment.

And then
each night
comes relief
when he
sings to me

drowning out
all other noise.

follow

One morning
I arrive at work
to find that my friend
had dreamt of me
 
in a dress made
of lace and sun
and smiles
 
and of me
 
asking him
to follow
as I walked
barefooted
away from
him
 
with tall grass
blowing beautiful
and breezy
 
and oddly
enough he
did follow
 
until he woke
 
and now we both
wonder where
I was leading us