full
im big and my heart is full
even though i am not perfect
im at peace
even though no ones here to hold my hand
im growing up
growing in
to my feet
that are two sizes too small
pictures of you
standing beside me
make me enough
make me happy
because now there is no distance
and now there is no gap
between the open heart in that photo
and the open heart thats just that
an open heart and a photo
and a connection that always lasts
ill imprint my heart with those moments
and carry them around with me like a camel carries water on their back
and never will i go thirsty and never will i feel at a loss..
thats me.. and thats you..
and thats growing up
thats becoming full
thats what it means
when youve grown into your feet
that are no longer two sizes too small..
THIS IS NOT PART OF THAT (arrow pointing to above musings) ... but its connected.. bable babble.. bbl..
today i had the amazing feeling like i know what its like to be completely whole unto myself.. this is some thoughts surrounding that..
the person in the picture is my dear meditation teacher.. and everyone bugs me about the size of my feet.. but im gonna reclaim it.. and make everything sufficient.. kinda strange.. i have never explained a poem before.. anyway.. enjoy nonethless.. maybe one day someone will make a memoir of a girl out of all the cool livejournals.. and speaking of livejournals.. for this kind of thing livejournal is way better.. myspace just makes my head spin!!