Poems

How High a Fence?

Just when I think I’m safe

An unknown part of me crumbles.

Just when I think

“I’ve got this”

The big world

Laughs out loud.

 

There is no perfect haven

Only me, in my skin,

Right now.

There is no magic home plate…

Try dancing on a cloud?

 

How high a fence

Will I build

Surrounding my silly heart?

What illusions

Must I shatter

Before all of life is allowed?

 

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Who Am I?

I am the wonderer

the hypocrite

the dreamer of dreams,

I am the salesman

the therapist

the shopper

the thief.

I am the listener

the lover

the teller of tales,

the witness

the hater

the student who fails.

I am the defendant

the lawyer

the judge and the jury.

I am the victim

the criminal

the sentence, the mercy.

I am you.

And I am not you.

I am me.

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I am the House

How dark is my shadow

How deep is my sigh

Am I willing to sit in it

Without asking why?

Will I let myself feel

Whatever comes up

Or will I change the channel

To more comfortable stuff?

What’s in there. I’m scared.

My mind wants to know.

Don’t push. Relax.

Drop in. Let if flow.

I am the living room

I am the kitchen

I am the basement, the closets,

The new addition.

I am the house

From before my birth

Playing hide and seek

The prize is my worth.

 

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Be the Love.

Whatever this moment brings,

See how awake you can be.

Whatever rollercoaster you are on,

See if you can let yourself enjoy it.

Whatever is bringing you the information of your life,

Know that there is more to know,

And it is all there somewhere, even if you never know.

Get super quiet with you.

Listen to the flow of your body.

Breath in deep gratitude for this crazy journey.

Breath out the sam, but ever-changed thanks.

Be the Love that you already are.

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I am a damselfly…

I am a damselfly

Attracted to shiny things

Skimming the flickering lake of life

Looking for nourishment

Loving to fly.

I am a damselfly

Cold-blooded and Seeking Light

Flaunting my prism of colors

Half spirit, half dragon

Floating in between.

I am a damselfly

Stunning and hideous

Startling the world into wonder

Prehistoric modern mystery

Waiting for Summer.

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When.

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When do we grow
All the way into ourselves
Like the caterpillar that can fly?

 

When do we settleĀ 
deeply into the now
Like the Buddhist monk on high?

 

When are we okay
With who we truly are
And what has to die before that happens?

 

Tragic flaws and Santa Claus
Will not lead me astray.
I surrender fully
to the story of today.

 

It’s coming…

 

IMG_5736oh my god…
the joy of it all.
life unfolding
from the depths of Fall.
i could bear it this year,
the gray, wet, and cold…
and rejoice in knowing the sun is always gold.
if i crumble with the weather, too hot or too cold… what would happen in chaos, how would i be in death, or growing old?
i am ready for the comfort of what warmth and flowers can bring… and humbled with the knowing that this too will be ending.

Home.

IMG_5611I would
read a million books,
listen to a thousand songs,
to learn just one truth, of why I was born.

I would ride every road, and sail every sea,
just to discover the essence inside of me.

And that’s what I’ll do, to make sense of it all…
that’s how I’ll survive…
I’ll read and write, ride and sail…
Let my mystery soul unveil!

Into the unknown certainty…
Into love’s wisdom, I roam.
Answers will be forthcoming…
The path to everywhere leads home.