This is for the two-year-olds who can not be understood because they speak half english and half god.Ask
when the night is still, I know that the stars are brewing. I wink first. encouragement is my style and it fits my mouth like rainbow shoe laces.
the roof under feels cold and gravely but I know it will not change its mind. the trees around shudder as the stardust lands in their branches. they are blessed.
the ocean sloshes,
unable to contain the surge of devotion for the shore.
the sand bubbles,
holding in the tenderness for the so(u)l(e)s that will step across it.
because there are ghosts of aching hearts inside of us,
aching to see,
open your eyes and let the universe flow into the deepest part of soul,
and back up through your heart pumping technicolor streams of light
from your fingertips to your toes
and just know
that my bloodtype is Omnipresent type I as in invincible, as in immortal,
and hers is Celestial type E as in everlasting, as in eternal,
and we create a love that stretches just as far,
shaping planets, molding stars
and you are one of us, so no matter what,
just remember who you are.