i don’t know any other way…

and maybe it's just too vulnerable a thing... this ache to feel it all so deep

and maybe
it’s just too
vulnerable a thing…
this ache to feel it all so deep,
to break myself so open,
to feel it all so sweet.
and to crave the wildest
ways that it can burn,
to let it make me
such a mess and bring me
to such an edge,
to let all be such an
untamed. passionate thing.
maybe none of this is the
safest way to love…
but i don’t know any other way.

– butterflies rising

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wilder sunsets…

i think you have to chase it. that thing that tells you... keep. going. that there are wilder sunsets

i think
you have to chase it.
that thing that tells you…
keep. going.
that there are wilder sunsets
and more colors to know.
that there are still answers for
what’s pulling at you.
that the emptiness and heartbreak
aren’t where love will leave you
because somewhere there is a lover
who will kiss you like you have
poetry and addiction on your lips
and needs your touch and taste
like mercy on their soul.
and there are all those virgin,
unfelt things in you, still untouched
and tender and unfolding.
so you have to keep searching.
for all that soul stuff.
until your intangible aches are
in the flesh and that fire in
you is spilling all around you…
i think you have to keep going.

– butterflies rising

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a growing season…

this is a growing season, of change, of turning, of shedding

this is a growing season,
of change, of turning, of shedding,
of letting things fall away,
and fall apart, and come undone,
and be uncovered

and then a space of surrender,
and being, just being.

and the reflections here are temporary,
so take them in and honor them,
and be honest with them, and own them…
but then forgive them,
and don’t stay in them

let it all go… let yourself bloom

– butterflies rising

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