Sunlight breaks in through the blinds
I write this because I woke up thinking of my Amber necklace. Shaped as a heart, I put it somewhere months ago and I can't find it now. I thought of it this morning when I was waking up.
Sunlight breaks in through the blinds
Sunlight breaks in through the blinds
to show you where the clutter is:
haste, indecision, complacence, fear
are clumped in piles before you.
What's under there?
Can you even remember?
I think you remember.
It is the thought that makes you wistful
and the hope that makes you wish
someone to find your heart under all of that mess.
Once upon a time you put your heart in a special place.
In the place that no one would steal it and break it.
It was the last place anyone would look.
Then you filled up the space
with books and clothes
and everything else,
so no one would even bother looking.
Until one day many days later
you notice the sunlight breaking through the blinds.
you find yourself
wondering if your truest heart
is still under the clutter.
All you need is the time to sort it out
to take the road to being ready,
blow the dust off what was once
the 'you' that you had time for;
the 'you' that you hid.
because you were afraid someone might find it
and throw it away.
Each item in the pile was something that you put there
and you can put it somewhere else.
Because sunlight breaks in through the blinds
and life is too short to hide your heart away
from the love you have to share.

