I want to live in a cabin between the woods and the sea I want to smell mossy earth and pine resin at daybreak Wood smoke and salt air at sunset I want to be surrounded by books and filtered sunlight Candles, blank pages, and moonlight I want to walk with hopes by day And dance with dreams by night I want to watch banana slugs explore my garden I want to hear the chorus of crashing waves Gulls crying exultantly from the sky Wind playing chase through the cypress boughs
I want to be free of the chains of expectations Free of the weight of the looming other shoe I wish not to drink from any more bitter cups Fall on any more swords Remove twisted daggers from my back I crave peace Beauty Lightness Hope Creativity Freedom I crave relationships that are mutually supportive That nurture souls That transact in honesty Respectfulness Genuineness Ease Love
Not everyday will be warmed by the sun And not everyday will be dampened by rain Some days we triumph And some days we feel the sting of disappointment Everyday dawns with infinite possibilities Everyday grants an unblemished fresh start Sit at the junction between waking and dreaming a while And stare at the dawning of possibility Breaking over the horizon And when you greet the world each morning Let the hope of infinite paths Energize your curious being To discover the greatness that awaits you
If wishes were grains of sand
I'd own beach front property
If hopes were shooting stars
Every night would be the Perseids
If dreams were glitter
I'd be a drag queen on a Saturday night
If fairy tales were real
True love's kiss would have delivered me from my waking trials
But I do not live at the beach
Or sleep below a light-streaked sky
I do not glitter on a stage
And there is no magical happy ever after
I, instead, walk moment to moment
Doing my best to keep my feet
I rub weariness from my eyes
And sadness from my heart
And despite myself, I continue to wish and hope and dream
Because my dreamer's heart is more stubborn than my jaded mind
-gws
Be where your feet are.
Take note of the air moving in and out of your lungs.
Be still enough to hear the rhythmic ticking of the clock.
These will tether you when you feel you are on unstable ground.
And love.
Share it. Receive it.
Keep your heart open so you can recognize it.
It will help hope stay afloat.
-gws