Petrichor

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The air is beginning to smell the ominous, heavy way it before the rain comes. The sun is starting to hid it’s face behind the clouds and suddenly the birds seem to rush for cover.

The dawn of change.

I feel as if I am stuck in this verge of an inception. An event that I have feel like I have longed for my entire life, that is so close that I can smell it’s commencement. The wait has been so long, and soon I will be able to grasp the future that I am desiring.

But why do I want to hide? Why do I want the clouds to cover me or to rush for cover?

It’s like a table has been set for me. The fork and knife are before me, and a napkin is resting on my lap. The server is now walking toward me with the dish that I have been wanting to try. But I have an urge to flee the restaurant before I can get a taste.

If this were some small, menial adjustment I would not have this feeling. Perhaps if this were a simple thing, I could feel more brave. I wish this were something I could feel sure of, then I’d feel more ready.

No, this is anything but. This is standing on the edge of this cliff and deciding whether to jump. This is taking a flight to a destination I have never been, and not knowing anyone there. Quite literally.

I have to keep reminding yourself why I must be courageous. Continue to tell myself of what I’d gain if I risk it all, and ignore the little voice in my head that is telling me to be afraid. For while that fear is entirely justifiable, deciding to have faith in this is even more so. I know that the effort I have spent on the hope of gaining this must not be wasted. All of that work I did to make this eminent and crucial event possible was done in the belief that it’s worth building all the strength to face it.

Perhaps it would benefitable to recall girl I was during the hard moments. The moments where she wasn’t sure this would ever be possible. When unknowns didn’t even compare to the magnitudes that she hoped she could receive… if she could even get a chance. The times she would cry or lie awake for hours praying that she would be able to do this one and only thing at least once.

For that girl, I will be brave in the midst of this new beginning.

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Holy

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In this world, I cannot fathom

anything possibly more pure than this feeling

by slight touches and soft utterings inspired

my breath escaping at the sight of your eyes alone

how can there be something so righteous

more sacred than what we share

when just your smile is my joy and strength

and your name a word I escribe with care

I cannot imagine there is something greater

for in this world, I can only say our love is holy

4/30/2021

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An Undefinable Thing

Hazy Day Photograph by Glenn Baja

do know of this thing

that you cannot quite grasp

or describe it with a word

this thing, a sort of confusion

and a kind of resolution

I can see it everywhere

but can everyone else

is it the order or the chaos

the binding or the separation

I cannot say

only that I feel it

and I notice the haziness of it

the weight and depth

whispers through and inside me

calling me to action

sometimes I ignore it

but no one can hide from it

for it is calling and comes

for us all

4/17/2021

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Where have I been?

Hi guys.

I haven’t posted for a few months, and I wanted to let everyone know I am still alive. 😀

I have had an extremely busy few months with moving, starting a new job on top of the others, and dealing with a loss in the family. Unfortunately, writing had to take a back burner.

However, I anticipate that things are going to start to slow down soon. I expect to post more reviews and writing in the near future. I am so thankful for all of you sticking with me.

Stay well!

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Indefinite: A Poem

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when the sun fell it was not a comfort

for the sunset showed how all things end

despite all the desperate attempts of control

it is impossible to stop the end that is coming

yet, as the sun abandons one corner of the world

then it rises again into the sky of a distant part

washing the darkness of the world with light

a display that ends, perhaps, are momentary

4/1/2021