What If?

What if our goodbyes are hellos

Even when we are not free?

What if we find transformation

That conversion from grief and despair

To love and peace?

What if we can wipe our eyes

To see clearly amidst the dust and muck

That cloud all of our senses

Taste, smell, touch?

What if lies become viewed

As different than purposeful 

False truths, intending to harm?

What if chaos breeds the springtime

Full of new knowing

New Grace

New Hope?

Answers are cheap

The process is deep

Diving into our guts

We get out of our ruts

A little rhyme here and there

Brings wisdom and playfulness

Everywhere

We can create our lives

One moment at a time

One step, one hug, one gift

As we smile, we touch each other

Virtually and viscerally bonding

Close together, so close 

I can smell your intentions

I can taste your words

Your values

Your truths

When we listen carefully and openly

We shed our armor

Allowing one small piece of you

To thrust into our hearts

And break them all over again

And then we see tiny green sprouts

Nudging open the heart space

Pushing up and out into the world

To grow sturdy, strong and safe

Those sprouts rooted within and between us

Awaken and lift us up

Into the magic and the stars