For Myself, For You – A Poem

Some days are for remembering

who the fuck you are.

turn off

lay down

breathe in

Cocooned in this hammock of life

swaying, safe

You are morning air on closed eyelids

the deep peace of rolling green hills

the sun and moon in the sky at the same time

the vibrant colors of prayer flags in the wind

You are raindrops on soft, pink petals

arms outstretched

warmth of the sun dissipating the heavy aches the body holds,

igniting love ready to pour forth from vast caverns of the heart

breathe out

let go.

You are

God