I prayed for language To sing out loud this joy confusion And bliss Now I’m back here And words don’t make any sense Why of all things I chose language I have no idea

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The Wave
I walked around the rooftop garden
In my glass and ivory tower
Praying for rain to nourish
My well-manicured pot plantsThe rain came along with a
Tsunami wave
That dragged us all screaming
Into the heart of the oceanI panicked sliding through surface
Tortured by thunderstorms
But the wave pushed me furtherDown below
There’s a whole new unexpected
Peaceful universeThink I’ll settle down here
Right on the coral reef
With crabs eels turtles and
Even the great white sharkWhy beg for a drop of water
When I can marry the OceanAnd never be thirsty again
Shards of glass split a sunbeam
Into a million rainbowsThis is so
Much more
Than I had ever asked for -
Princess
My face all covered in glitter
And shame
Thought I could be a princess for one day
Today I’m just a clownThe more I strive to stand out from the crowd
The bigger fool I make of myselfThe more I try to prove myself worthy
The more unworthy I feel deep insideWhy should I need to feel special?
The Sun shines bright and
Oh so evenly
On meadows and trees and
Tiniest leaves of grass and tallest mountainsOn saints and sinners
On those who do deserve and
Those who couldn’t care less about deserving
And those who try so hard but fail and fail againEven on me
As soon as I crawl back out of my
Shaded corner
And dare to strut all of my foolishness in the lightPerhaps we are all special
Perhaps I am a princess after all -
Call it Magic, call it Science
Not resisting anything
Finding a hidden gem in every pile of shit
And leaving the rest alonePatient with small baby turtles taking their small baby steps
Knowing the seed will sprout and raise all up unassisted
Just when conditions are rightCall it Magic, call it Science
Letting the water flow to all lowliest places
and clean up the mess that had piled up there
Seeing it float with the tideFeeling for all your fellow brothers
Too nauseous to do the same
Having been nauseous yourself for too longLook, the spring flood has brought about
The end of our nice little well-manicured tidy worldCall it Magic, call it Science
We can jump right into the vast ocean abyss
Trembling
With both fear and excitementThat neither Science nor Magic
Prepared us
For what happens next