The View From Up Here

The view from up here is slowly changing in this little world
I’ve been here for weeks and the trees are turning green
My eyes are tired from too many things observed
In all this chaos the quiet was lost, it would seem

And yet when I breathe in through the open window
I can forget the rest, if only for a moment
I keep hearing that the only way to feel peace is to let go
But how can you let go in this climate?

There are five windows in my house:
One to the driveway
One in the kitchen
One to the rooftops
One to the world
And this one, to the trees.
This window is my favorite.
It’s quiet.
You can hear the birds singing today,
They have arrived for spring.

Spring

Did you forget spring was here?
I did, for a while.
I can’t see any flowers from up here,
But at least now the trees are starting to turn green.

The view into everything is bleak,
But the view from up here is nice at least.

-Tori Lynn

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Serendipity

Orchard Beach – December 2018

I could’ve missed you in a thousand ways

Before we met

My mind was whirring in a thousand directions

The way we met

It easily could have never happened

Or when we met

We could’ve been premature and fallen apart or missed our chance

But how we met

We were thrown together in chaos

And after we met

I knew you’d be in my life, in some way, forever

Since we’ve met

You’ve been my sweet serendipity

I’m so glad we met

Bursting

Everything is building up, it would seem.

I am bursting at the seams.

My breath is short.

My fingers are tapping.

My heart is racing.

Why am I bursting?

It would be nice to know.

It seems as if I am always fighting against the flow.

Exploding Stars

I understand now why stars explode

I too am tired, but I long to explode

To change the universe and be done

All at once

Mature

I remember when I looked at the world with starry eyes

But now I can barely see the stars in the sky

The world is growing darker

Is feeling this cold what it means to mature?

The world around continues to smolder

Is this what they mean by getting older?

Fly Home

I’m flying home

Home is not where it once was

But I’m trying now

To hone in on what it means

The mountains peak out from under the clouds

And my mind is stirring round and round

I’m flying home

But home is not where it used to be

Once Upon a Lifetime

Once upon a time old friend,

Our roads were intertwined

Once upon a time 

Our past was redefined

Once upon a time my friend

Our stories did rewind

Once upon a time

What was yours was mine

Once upon a time back then

Our friends were all the same

Once upon a time

We swore we’d never change

Once upon a time to them

We’d be close all the same

Once upon a time

We said we’d never drift away

Once upon a lifetime

We were all caught by surprise

When once upon a time

Our friendships slowly died. 

and fall

  
Oftentimes,

We climb too high,

And settle at a peak,

A sunny glaze,

Of endless days,

Till the mountain we mean to reach. 
We suffocate,

And writhe in pain,

And we refuse to change,

When we only need

To use the key

That we’ve had all along. 
Change doesn’t come 

Nor can it be won

By holding on so tight,

But time will give

And you’ll only live 

If you let go and fall…
The summer days

Have passed away,

And life is moving on,

So start again,

Take heart, my friend

And don’t be afraid to fall. 

-Tori Lynn