God
I am so sorry for any hurt I gave to another.
When I feel others who want so much from me,
it sometimes feels like they are taking
the life out of me-
suffocating me at whole,
drowning me
in this bottomless pit full of ghoul-
ish things,
of unforgiving trees,
that in the end,
only wishes to breathe
and to grow,
like trees are meant to grow.
And just like the trees like space to grow,
I am learning how sometimes I am in control
because it's okay-
it's okay to sometimes say no.



We always think we have the answers for the other,
we give lots of commentaries on how the other one
should live and what they should do, and we say it to them
over and over
and never do we stop to take a breath
and listen to whether they wish to get a breath
or even ask
whether what we say even helps-
because really-
are we trully trying to help?
or do we gain some kind of power by
being the stronger one
but its all a game-

And when the game bites back,
as we are on the receiving end,
we feel the sting,
and we become eventually grateful
for what life oddly brings.

Thank you God for letting me realize
and understand the old famous line-
that's written by Joan Anglund-
It goes like this-
"A bird does not sing because it has
an Answer.
It sings because it has a Song."

We think we need to be better, better all the time,
know it all, and show it off,
act "So Cool",
we think it is the way to be approved,
that somehow this is the only way
to not feel used or be mistreated,
for we're respected if others think
we're smart as we wear pleated
pants and fancy dresses-

But in the end a compassionate smile
and the warmth of love is all that is
needed on this earth and above.




May all else be nourished,
all the rain that drops
as it flourishes
into rivers
and land,
may it rain onto us
wisdom at hand.
and wisdom in this land,
that eventually becomes the
essence of a flowering plant.



Light, subtle, and sweet-
that is all my heart finds for treats.