Bird

Afternoon peacefulness
The sky is kissed with the memories I press
Gently against the outdoors of my mind

Forgiving the hurt of
All those little white rocks
Turned out to be as simple as
Walking in the grass

And to my satisfaction
Each green blade soothed every cut
Dousing the fires of my addictions
In a bed of cool kisses

The reasons I knew
Faded like wind swept whispers
Cooling in the summer air like
Hidden sunshine

And I dismissed every pebble I tossed
That plopped and sank beneath the surface of
My understanding

Free to finally let go of my heart and breathe
Washed in the air I swear I
knew before

Copyright 2004 Eric Nunnally