Branches reaching out
Causally intersecting
I am here for you
Branches
life
My Cycles
Start with a fog but
Flow into a wisdom stream
Rooted in decisions
Those Places
Do you have those places that mean so much to you,
That you can’t even visit
You can’t even think about
Without your heart filling with
A love
So big
So grand
That it swells and wraps
It’s arms
Around you as you smile and let
That feeling take over your heart
Do you have those places?
Today
Laundry dishes dog
Perfect weather for outside
Stroll and simple tasks
Not so hurried
Sometimes we want them to already know
What we know
Sometimes we want them to be who they are going to be
Without know who they are now
Sometimes we try to hurry them
To be who we want them to be
Sometimes we try to hurry them to be
Who we see them as
Sometimes we hurry them along so fast
That they don’t get time to
Play
Rest
Tryout life before
Committing to who
They are
Committing to who
They want to be
Sometimes we want them to bloom
Before they are ready
Journey
Writing, written, wrote
My story winding while I
Walk my sacred path
Prayer
each day may we be
gentler with ourselves, the earth,
and each other. Amen.
My Loves
Hops plants, bikes, and bread
Septima and poems bringing
Endless joy and delight 
Change
just a few words like
You matter I see you can
Change history’s course
Morning
Ice cold mornings of
burnt oatmeal and ice cream break-
fasting in warm beds
D.S. Hollie 