LETTER TO THE GODS

Tall sunflowers and corn field crops

In you I found love Paris mode

Yellow glasses and a plaid skirt

You sooth my heart after I cry

Calm my fears so I can only hear my call

Dancing and twirling

Less planning more feeling

Knock on my door

Pound on my vibes

Give me lightness

Give me light

Give me quiet

If not give me jazz

With not a word

Get me to morning rebirth

I close all of my eyes

I mean almost

I trust and trust

So I can fly on the back

Of all the birds

Feed my temples leaves and petals

As If spring was never late

Beam me with some sun as if

Winter didn’t exist

Allow me to smile

While all grown

As if my small hands

Picking kindness and candy

Had never changed

As if my life giver’s womb

I had never left

If I can’t see clear

In the dark woods

Full of spiky spirits

And mean bushes

I just know, I have to sit

Breath, Stop the hurt, let go of the burns

So I can hear you from within

Allow me to love

Not think hate

So I don’t become everything

I surround and pronounce

Fill my veins with peace

My mind with the evening’s calm caramel

So I become

The blue of the clouds

on my jeans

Allow me to go away

Without leaving

Just having to stand,

All still

Following the shiny rocks, divine weaves

And greatest wind

Keep me sane

In a bath of faith

I pray everywhere

So I can listen all the time

And freedom can get to me anytime

-E