Gutter lillies
advice to myself
Let me tell you something—
Sorrow is to be held
In ones hand
Like a bird
Let it go.
You are more than the past
It is not destiny;
You are reborn every moment
Therefore have a child’s awe.
Pain is the best teacher
Of love
It is true;
You cannot be tender without a wound.
where am i going?
I sat at a blank crossroads
And wondered:
Where am I going?
Nowhere, friend;
The flower does not rush.
So I instead I wondered—
What am I doing?
Nothing, friend;
Your heartbeat is enough.
So instead I wondered—
Who am I?
No one, friend;
The soul is a nameless flame.