A sort-of poem I wrote about these summer nights! Just letting go of worry and letting life unfold. It's about my Higher Power and falling asleep to the music of this awesome existence!
I dream of peace.
Tonight I'll trade my thoughts for stars,
and starchy white light will pour from my ears.
My bedroom will glow softly, filled with my cosmic mantras.
Outside, a wind that's still wet and salty from blowing miles across the dark ocean,
Makes music through the palm trees.
And when I think of music,
I think of Your fingers coaxing sweet notes from chords that would be useless
Anywhere in the world but under Your affectionate fingertips.
You sing passionately, as if for the last time to a person you will never see again.
It makes me feel melancholy,
And so I curl up in my bed, alone, and enjoy the solitary evening.
I realize it's okay to be alone -
To sit on pockmarked black rocks and do nothing but watch the waves
Leap up and then leave little glassy pools of water in all the holes
Burned into the rock millions of years before,
On another hot day much like this one...
How I long to love myself, and know myself like I am my own best friend, parent and lover.
How I long to let life blow through me like breath through a flute.
Tonight I trade my thoughts for stars,
And let this anger go,
So I may fall asleep with Your strumming still in my ears.