I reach with my fingers
caressing the space
around me
molding it
like clay
forming shapes
lovely and smooth
I can not unsee it
the beauty
it warms my heart
and sets me free
J. Belle

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I reach with my fingers
caressing the space
around me
molding it
like clay
forming shapes
lovely and smooth
I can not unsee it
the beauty
it warms my heart
and sets me free
J. Belle

For now,
I’ll just keep walking
the answer is
bound to wash up
on shore
eventually.
J. Belle

There are days
that even though
I know who I am
it’s hard to see
how I fit into
this world
around me.
J. Belle

I told the sea about you
whispering softly
as the waves lap
at my ankles in reply…
J. Belle

I ask the ocean
breathe in
taste the salt air
listen to the waves
crash upon the rocks
call out to the seabirds
the fish in the sea
sand beneath my feet
dampness of my dress
clinging to my body
squinting searching
the horizon
I need something
J. Belle

me, myself and I
collectively sigh
i don’t know, I say
me neither
I quietly whisper
to myself
J. Belle

there are moments
when I miss
how it felt
when your mind
sat near mine
that emptiness
is grief…
J. Belle

I am not willing
to give up
on the people
& world around me.
Instead
I choose
to dance
like no one
is watching
and love
like there is
no tomorrow.
J. Belle

it is the little things
100 beans
counted slowly
ground by hand
press & drip
froth & pour
a little heart
leaf or flower
it is warm
in my hands
as I pause…
the scent wafts
eyes close
corners of my mouth
curl upward
these are the things
that give me joy
in the moment
and hope
for the future.
J. Belle

there are
some things
and some people
that just simply
give me joy
a genuine smile
it’s a lovely feeling.
J. Belle

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