Note To Self

You are Not the only one left on earth
Though it seems like it,
After fifty years of ocean and land,
journey seems relentless, and
Emptiness flows over.
People fade in and out,
In thought, in presence, in life, in death.

The sound of your heart beats
Under water, on a forest floor,
On mountaintops,
Spilling across the desert sky.
It is the universe inhaling.

And that falling star streaking
into the dark horizon, WAS for you,
it’s flash gasping from your throat,
Where shadows of desperate anticipation
clung to yesterday’s warmth.

You are here for a reason,
If not just to let go
And Breathe Beauty,
Share goodness,
Hope, long, dream, act, write, express,
For a better world.
Today is the day,
“Now is the time”
Never wait for tomorrow,
To speak
From the heart,
With the rhythm of the earth,
And the love of the universe
Beside you.

May 3, 2013


(c) Karen K.L. Espaniola 2013, All Rights Reserved

Star Gazer

Those stars,
Seeking for your eyes to see,
Have been seen before
In this night sky
By thousands who have gone before,
Who have gazed
At beauty, lobes ripe with mystery
and amazing magnitude
juxtaposed to our own smallness.

KKLE May 1, 2013


You wanted to know what I see
when I see you
that moment time stops,
and all the world is asleep except
your light resonating
a rhythmic hum of the universe,
a golden stillness with barely a wisp of breeze
Hovers, slipping soundlessly beneath summer’s shade trees,
where distant water glints in wonder and song,
A warm foothold on smooth bark
Climbing, a tree hugger’s paradise.

Walking Before Morning

Looking up
Into that carpet of stars
How I want to absorb you
Swallow you til’ the darkness
Cools my pain, and the distant light
Ignites the healing of my soul. Let me be yours.
Let me cast my life before you, become clay to the creator
Bury me, fold me, envelope me, transform me, release me,
Because what I want is not always the right path
And what I need is not always the way,
Let me lose myself in darkness,
And allow light in my pores
Allow the universe
To take me

KKLE April 16, 2013

Your Laughter

Your laughter aches in my bones,
Like an attachment that won’t let go
A slow throb that longs to be heard,
Curling round trees, and dusty roadside flowers,
Clinging to my skin with every step,
Dripping from my pores,
Rolling rich and deep, and warm,
And sure.

K.K.L.E. April 7, 2013


If we could sit together,
A warm river running through us,
Stones waiting patiently with only the movement of slow breathing,
And the rhythm of water moving us gently in liquid light,
We could dissolve together,
And the world would be at peace.

K.K.L.E. April 6, 2013

Sijo X: Raindrops

Raindrops falling on tin roof, I wonder if water is solid

or sound that flings itself around, it makes a rusty rhythm

coming down so fast, first slow and gentle, then strong and full.

Karen K.L. Espaniola April 13, 2012

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