rounding the bend and finding peace
relief poetry from ‘spirit world with geoa’
today is soft rain, smoke dissipating, your lungs taking a deep breath for the first time in a while, your eyes squinting as tears gather contemplatively, throat hitching in companionable silence
gratitude loss community aches today, smiles and tears combining like our dark brown water we made when painting water colours when we were kids, our fingers and tables more colourful than the paper our adults gave us with a deep sigh, their inner child sadhappy at the sight
today is bed and everything too-loud, smiling at the disruption and companionship and birds, cat calling their worst predators and each other
it’s soft and hard and hoodies and rest, today is for food, this week has been — hard good, like tearing off a bandaid that was there for too long, fused to your skin and doing nothing but mould
today is for sadness and sighs, appreciating the sun and each other, it’s for memories knocking at your door, rolling your eyes and letting them in and swirl and hold you, the vivid smells of dinner with your lost friend, wafting
not lost-sad, maybe grief-sad, definitely trauma-healing-good sad, the kind that’s clear on the other side, finding a beautiful river underneath and smiling — did I ever think I would have something so beautiful? so peaceful? it’s for smiling at your reflection in the thing you wouldn’t dream to have, it’s sighing for the things you do not and the injustice in the world that pierces your skin and makes you bleed, it’s for, sadness, idk, the kind that tastes like cotton candy/fairy dust, melted before you’ve truly enjoyed the flavour but then it’s there, imprinted in blue on your tongue as you laugh and chat and eat fried dough
today is for memories, enshrined and shared, today is for food you’d forgotten you needed, today is for your inner child who wants to play in mud, sand and rocks and dirt digging at their skin and dirtying every item of clothing imaginable but
the cleaning doesn’t have to be done, it’s just
a memory
go play
go be
go eat, my friend
enjoy the river of sadness and songs, of smells and hands touched, eyes met, laughter shared, heartbreaks wraught, mud splashed, today is for
smoke clearing and
your headache melting into
something far more beautiful.
❤
geoa
our stunning photographer for the day
geoa.geer@gmail.com for a hug :)
❤
