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Sitting in the same spot

My bedroom floor

Just a few days ago

Celebrated the life, the genius

Reveled in the magic, new music

Today, listening to the span

Overwhelmed with emotion

Heart torn, mind blown

To the sky - Starman returns

fénix

Didn't need a knight in shining armor,

 not a damsel in distress.

Wasn't on the market to be financed,

 I pick up my own checks.

Didn't require tough love,

 nurtured in a balanced loving home -

 reminded daily of my worth in gold.

With all bases covered,

 didn't need a savior, but an equal.

Mistaken fragments, pieces,

 thought they were my own.

Assumed my wings were broken,

 as you're accustomed to.

I was what you didn't know you needed

 a mirror, catalyst -

For unraveling your truth.

The light, smile in your eyes,

 the love, devotion, butterflies -

 all real, never lies.

It was true love at first sight -

 one that stood the test of time.

Just not meant to forever last -

 it's ok miss, remember, embrace it.

May it's light heal your heart and soul

 as it did mine. 

Love and Light

Stepped into warm waters

Hide away welled up tears

Wash away the day's troubles

A time out, pause, reflect

Thoughts replayed back to 

Conversations of days past

Realizing these sorrows, fears

Minuscule in comparison 

There are never words found

Deep enough for a loss so profound

One cannot say "I feel your pain"

Insensitive to say "I can relate"

While we all have loved and lost

Have dreams fall apart

Felt a rug pulled under feet

A life envisioned turned bleak

There are never words

One can say to ease the pain

Drown out the loud silence

Fill the void, the darkness

Of all deepest condolences

Thoughts, prayers bestowed 

But three words resonate

 - Love To You.

Photo Credit: S.Rebeles @rebelesoteric.com

I wrote this piece on 11/11 for a friend who lost his spouse earlier this year. Re-reading it after the events last week, sharing it felt right.

For the City of Light, for Beirut, for Baghdad, for Syria, for all who have lost a loved one, their home, their country, their liberty... 

The more love and light we send, the less darkness there will be.

El Dia de Mi Partida

No temo la muerte, la respeto 

Es por ella que 

La vida apreció

No sé cuando 

Ni cómo me encuentre

En ese día,

De mi despedida

Entre lágrimas saladas 

Dulce compañía, tequila

Sones, ofrendas 

Copal, cempasúchitl

Bailare en las mentes

Cantaré en los corazones

De mis seres queridos

Entre los recuerdos 

Eterna vida será mía

Brother.

I'd be lying if I said,

I thought of you every single day.

After all, it's been 17 years,

Since you went away.

At first, it was incredibly hard.

At times, I'd walk though the door,

Bite my tongue, on the verge of 

Asking where you were.

For myself I can say,

The pain has passed.

Just as you would've liked,

Life has gone on.

Every now and again,

I catch myself wondering

What you'd be like?
What you'd think of modern life?

Of all which has transpired?

Smashing's 1979 came on,

Makes me think of you.

Coincidentally, the year of your birth.

I wonder if you'd be into the same scene.

Hendrix, The Doors, Soda Estereo,

Writing poems, riding bikes, smoking blunts?

Would you have outgrown them all?

Would you be married with kids,

All serious and tied down?

I bet you'd still be young at heart.

One thing I know for sure,

You'd be crazy about my girls.

I do wonder if now unlike then,

We'd made amends, be on speaking terms?

Would you be proud of your big sis?

Or still question my life decisions?

I like to think you'd be impressed.

Not my title and career, to you

These would be insignificant.

You'd be glad I finally realized,

You were right about what's his face.

I like to think you'd agree

I turned out alright,

Significantly more chill

Than what you'd perceived.

Much older and wiser,

Surely we'd let bygones be.

Agree to disagree, heck

We might've turned out to be 

- Best buddies.

Bittersweet, life turns out to be.

Gone in an eye's blink.

Though you left with no regrets,

As the good tend to.

Year after year, 

We in the fish bowl -

Wish you were here.

#CeciltheLion

Majestic African king

Eyes of Hazel, 

Golden Mane.

Against all odds

A loner self made,

Leader of the pride.

We failed you,

Your majesty.

Allowed the vile

To name his price.

Disgrace your kingdom 

Your throne gentrify. 

Cecil, We failed you.

Allowed the devil's

Privilege, white 

As his coat.

With his hyenas 

Enter the motherland

Desecrate your reign. 

We failed 

To protect you,

Your royal highness,

As you did your pride.

As certain as the sunrise

Your mane, your name

Will be avenged. 

Freedom in Anonymity