
they were like the sun
and the moon, their paths
only touching at dawn
and dusk, he, longing for
night, she, for the day
~kat

they were like the sun
and the moon, their paths
only touching at dawn
and dusk, he, longing for
night, she, for the day
~kat

let it be so
there in cool marble and concrete they haunt us
ghosts from the dark days of our broken past
sacred only to fools, their hearts poisoned by a lie
but it is time we wake from this old way
remember that we are brothers and sisters who
live and breathe and bleed red, the same in
god’s eyes…peace and healing is long overdue
~kat

deep beneath the grass
and stone where it is
dark and moist, the earth
grows wild and free…root
tendrils murmur and insects
rustle in a secret world
beneath our feet
~kat

we hardly noticed
when the angels came
but our hearts could tell
for there was magic in
the breeze…a breath of peace
lingering to remind us
~kat