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The heart existed Before borders Armies Flags The heart compassed Before bureaucratic paperwork Stamps Queues Why do we define by Confine to Borders: Geographical slicing and dicing Borders: Manmade lines Manufactured design Borders: War Possessive Anguish The heart was not made for Borders: The heart does not adhere Nor was created to dwell within such boundaries The heart Fortress Refuge Safe haven The heart Exhaustless Exhalted Eternal Borders: Mapped division The heart Un

I hear your voice Instantly I’m catapulted Inferno depths to infinite sky I hear your voice Strikingly You banish Silent screeches I hear your voice Lovingly Lilies bloom Healing scorched Earth I hear your voice And tenderly I raspily reply Good morning I hear your voice And remember I’m grateful To be alive

I dance To remind myself I am more Than my desk I am Momentum Lightning Art I was created Therefore I create

The realization Everyone is trying To make it through This life This day Unscathed It becomes Easier To not take actions Words Defenses Personally It becomes Easier To understand It becomes Easier To offer compassion And often It becomes Easier To love

Goodness You are so easy to love Who Made you think otherwise Those lovely thoughts In that lovely head What Ever made you doubt As you see yourself So will they And Until they do Don’t forget how much I love you

How Lady Sun Soaks my bedroom At 7:30am Good morning she sings Greeting me With the gift of gifts: Banishing Any sense of darkness How could I not arise When she loves me so

Let Poetry Pour out of me Not harm Not greed Not hate But healing Truth And love Spill from my lips Drench my feet And soak into the ground Let the roots Drink And grow And flourish Earth What shall you create When nourished with love

Lovely are the quiet thoughts I hold within my chest Of peaceful good intent Hidden beneath my breath The thoughts unknown to others And only known alone In the comfort of my being Shall I find within me home

Written for P&P on their wedding day, 8.31.25. Wishing you Many blessings ahead In all that you do Not just this day But as your lives voyage through This journey of life You both at one’s side May you cherish each other May you feel joy and alive May you be the anchor When sailing out at sea A place to dock your ship Supportive safety May you be the compass rose If direction unknown Together navigating Never alone May you be the telescope If hope faraway seems Bring close th

Feelings are The privilege The consequence The requirement Of being human To run away To minimize To reject Is to deny The soul to breathe