Hologram Thoughts

Sometimes I want to scream
to beg
to plead

Sometimes I want to smile
to sigh
to close my eyes and just be

Sometimes I am alone
in a room full of people
invisible

Sometimes my heart is torn
swollen and bruised
unable to beat

Sometimes there is silence
even as birds sing
because I am without you

Sometimes I am hopeful
that you will see me
that you will welcome me
that you will allow

Sometimes I am scared.

I am the lone tree, on the grassy hill, waiting for the birds to return. The stars and moon light up the darkness, but the robin is not in my branches.

I am the snow-covered peaks, longing for the traveler’s approach.  I call out to the guides, but my summit is desolate.

I am the desert oasis, cool waters and shade I offer, but the caravan misses me, lost in the dunes.

I am the jewel, hidden in the loose stones underfoot, the sun would show my splendor, but I am unclaimed still.

I am the secret knowledge, yours for the having, are you seeking me still?

There are moments
In between breaths and blinks
When the whole of creations sighs
When all of us know the truth.

There are moments
In darkest of hours
When nothing matters
When you are in my arms.

There are moments
In the now-to-now of my life
When I am at peace
When I am in your presence.