Laying on my back I looked up for a moment
If only I could be
That star so far away in the distant sky
Peacefully shining on its own and quietly offering light
Enjoying the safety of a simple existence in the middle of the night
~Alisa Hutton
existence
Exist
Quick
Go for a walk
I’ll stay here and keep things warm
Don’t go too fast, don’t go too slow
Look only during the day and sleep at night
Ignore that advice, I am bent and wrong, not always right
At 3AM the moon whispered in my ear
Even in darkness, cold and fear
While slippery and elusive, always near
It will move and shift, jump and hide
Swirl and fall, drip and slide
Listen to your heart, your instincts will speak
Possibly make your knees wobbly and weak
Take a walk and I promise you’ll find it in less than a mile
Linger for a bit, keep your senses informed, don’t be affraid to cry or smile
Remember that tree? That one that grows down the block?
Touch its bark, inspect it well, even give it a knock
I have found it there many a time
Fluffy clouds and evening stars; places that may help you on your find
If you can fathom; puddles on rainy days and even dusty places in your mind
Look around and lift that nose high in the air
Take a big whiff
If anyone is looking, don’t give it any care
It might be in the wind or under your feet
You might find it while you are thinking about last week
All I know is that it is always around and together I think we might find a whole bunch
While you are out on your walk looking for yours here and there
I will take 26 letters and mix them all up
Deposit them in my mind and move them around
Perhaps say it out loud and see how they sound
I will shake it up and let it pour
When you arrive back home and through the door
You and I will have that much more, we will sit and laugh and drink it up
Don’t listen to people if they tell you you’re wrong
Walk on your hands and look upside down for it if you must
You will always find it, you just need to trust
I can tell you in 26 letters that I just shook up
It may feel lost but you’ll find if you persist
Magic really does exist
~Alisa Hutton
Love That is Kept
The simplicity of sharing, connection
We care for another, our relationship, me to you and you to I
In raw essence a desire to love and be loved
Somewhere and somehow comes the trickle of rigid thoughts
Ego
We are being taught
We are being judged
Sized and sorted for worth
Holding on to our inner most thoughts and feelings
Fear the open and free
Interpreted intent other than love for one another
Simplicity strays losing its way
Lost in care, lost in compassion, lost in kindness
Blinded by our own internal sight of protective rules and historical hurt
Human art covered for no other soul to appreciate or adore in its naked and true form
To be loved
Unique color and fine stroke
Blurred
In quiet breathe one comes to understand that love not accepted, seen or understood is the materialized burden another is carrying on their back
Only the heaviness is carried by all of us
For love not given is love not accepted, the two must dance in mutual fall
It is the complexity of our unique human art
The human paradox
In quiet you will find the boundless love you have to give and a purity of love you need to burst in full color
The inhale and exhale of equal importance to a genuine life
Complimentary existence for happiness
You will learn that love unlived, unsaid and unshared is the root of human rot
You will learn this particular shade is the only color shared on my canvas and yours
The same fears and vulnerabilities
Yet here we sit holding on to our love as if it is some how wrong to give
Sad as I do believe
Love that is kept
Is never felt at all
~Alisa Hutton
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