Skin of My Soul

Breathing is a constant reminder
of the miracle of being alive
It is a magical play of inhale and exhale
This totally automatic sequence is restorative

Everything breathes on this orb of green and blue
Paying attention to the breath is a gift
Troubles come as part of the human play
All the roles, emotions, traumas and we inhabit

My heart walks me to recall
the meaning of my being here presently
I am a block of stone with a complete gesture of me inside
The Universe's chisel sculpts away what does not belong

What moves through me is not who I am
These experiences through serve me in ways of becoming
Letting go of what I am not rings sublime and true
As I breathe and accept the stillness that emerges;
this is the skin of my soul

©zari alexxanderr-caine 2018
#blackpoetboy

Tears

Saltwater is a sea
that hides within the eyes
This ocean speaks when
emotions collide inside
They wait until the time
is ripe for the tsunami

As the situation overwhelms the eyes overflow
Saltwater cascades in rivulets
They roll, splash and fall
We call it crying, sobbing
Blood shot eyes greet life
in ways only they can tell

Let's cry with joy and sadness
It's the same water with varying emotions caught inside
Cry freely. Tears are liquid prayers that say everything
Dammed tears hurt
We become more when we let the tears flow

Love weeps didn't you know?
Sadness doesn't hold all the approval
Consciousness weeps too, didn't you know?
Children cry all the time
Why don't adults shed tears?
The strongest of us are safe weepers

Let the saltwater fall
It washes more that tear ducts
But the hold of fear and anxiety
Let's cry and release ourselves from perpetual darkness
This ocean washes away the old and let's the new flow

©zari alexxanderr-caine 2018
#blackpoetboy

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