Learning to Fly

I want to belong
but not possessed
I want to feel safe
but not sheltered
I want to be loved
but not owned
I want to be free
but not alone
i want to be held
but not imprisoned
i want to be wanted
but not craved for
I want to be trusting
but not naive
I want to believe
but don't want to be decieved
I want to hope
but don't want to hurt
i want so badly to fly
but don't want to fall

WRC

Nature's Course

Like sand
you slip away through my fingertips
that faint glimmer of hope
is now just one grain, lost among trillions

Like raindrops
you fall from my fragile graces
that small seed of love
sprouting, is now washing away, drowning in my tears

Like plucked flowers
we seem to be fading away
that once fragrant bloom
is now stale and brittle, crumpling in our hands

Like a Tree
we have fallen
once strong and alive
we have become rotten with disease

Like brewing storms
We have reached full impact
our delicate remnants of a home
are now devastated and destroyed

I suppose all that is left for us
is to let Nature,
Take its Course!

-WRC

Naked

Imperfect but glorious
Flawed and sacred
scarred yet untouched

Strong but vulnerable
Cold and warm
Proud yet unsure

Uncovered but hidden
Beautiful and ugly
Admired yet scrutinized

Free but confined
confident and unsure
Wanted yet discarded

Brave but still afraid
Braisen and quiet
Bold yet Demure

Obvious but mysterious
built up and let down
comfortable yet unsettling

but most of all....
Anti climactic ;)