You said

A poem

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You said

Photo by Olia Gozha on Unsplash

Tonight,
as I pull
the lamp chain
I am moved
from the dark to
the light
surrounding
my aloneness
because 
you 
were there.

We walked
sunny January streets
with egos in hand,
and I saw 
yours slip
from your grasp
when your hand moved
to loosen your
buttoned coat
and a confession,
Joy,
floated from 
your now free chest
through unchoked throat,
climbed to your lips,
a hope
and a blessing
misting the air,
settling into
our pockets
and lungs.

Your word
was life,
a moment
inviting me
to toss
ego aside
without regard,
and reciprocate
with trust
who I am.

The heavy weight
of truths escaped
created no burden,
just a reminder
to unhurry our stride
and breathe
who we really are
deep into every 
corner of our
body of friendship,
relationship made 
through honest expression
and felt experience,
a simple exchange
of sound and breath,
the foundation
for creating
a life 
of joy.

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Thank you for reading! If you are so inclined, leave a comment about what strikes you, speaks to you, or stirs in you while you read. I look forward to whatever dialogue happens here, and I will be following up with a Reflection post on how this poem emerged into being tomorrow, and (NEW) a podcast with another creative expert on this piece in two days!

Also, don’t worry, I have not forgotten about the Reflection on Lake Muse…

Brian

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