What's With The Shoes?

One step.

One moment.

One heartbeat at a time.

Old Souls (Fishermen)

Moon in sky, and sun not fully risen.
Each travelled from his own home, his own way. 
Two men, perhaps older than expected, yet young at heart.
Organizing, setting up gear.
Seated here. Seated there.
Fog of silence broken with the spark of conversation. 
Reminiscing. 
Remembering.
Describing what felt how, and how what felt.
Time's hourglass paused its sand from sifting.
Time stood still. There was no one around.
"Do you remember when..."
Agreement. 
Wise considerations.
Revelry in the reverie. 

Christo and Paul discussed Nokia's.
Flip-phones. And how the iPhone 5 felt.

Blood Sky At Morning

Whether the weather
Man the sails
Man the sails
Man the sails

Perspective is everything. 
Before. 
During.
After it all. 

Will the boat make it.
Dark waves. Tumultuous sky.
Of this I don't know.
Perspective is everything.
For an origami sailboat on the snow.

Death Rattle

Three years ago
Everything changed
From the inside out.

I will never forget
The sound
The sensation
That gurgle
That labored breath.

Now sleep
Has never been as sweet
After that
Sleepless night.

Beauty from ashes
My heart
Beats
The beat of life.

2/22

Unicorn Shaped Pegs

To the misfits
The water balloon shaped
Non-squares
In a square-holed world:

Your shape
Is your strength
Don't mind their edges
Their hollow words sold

Stand in faith
Uncommon
For what you're made of
Uncommon
Bring it every time
Uncommon
In the heat or the cold

Every season of life
Every challenge
Every hurdle
Each and every single one is your goal.

Don't apologize for not fitting their board with their predetermined prehistoric forms and expected shapes. No one ever put a dent into the universe riding the conveyor belt from their "here" to their "there".
Ever.

Be your shape.
Be you.
Grow.
Build.
Learn.

Lead.

Keep going.