because it is mine

sunlight sifts dust particles in a kaleidoscope of gold

while winding roots rhyme with a breathless breeze

my mind waterfalls at your feet

let the water slip slowly through your fingers

because it is mine

kaleidoscope mind

(Art by Eve)

(art by Eve)

we know unhappiness
too well

how beauty can be
stark,
unrelatable

i think
i am afraid of it,
because it is everything
i am not

but if i close my eyes
and reach up my hand,
i can feel—

it is good

and don’t I need that more than anything?

this good is grace
this grace is God

i don’t know how to explain it
how you make me feel
like a sunflower.