Poetry + Prose by Hayden Winston
Tea cooling next to love letters on the window sill,
dreams real yet surreal, almost tangible.
Sea and mountains in your lungs,
memories, monuments to beloved moments past.
Lessons sewn into your very marrow,
tangled up with the movements of your unconscious mind.
Breathing in every millisecond,
each precious opportunity for growth and death.
Growth and death, an endless cycle,
swirling in your teacup, like leaves
in the autumn breeze.
Feet on the ground now so I don’t miss a step (except for when I’m falling all over my lover).
Practicing patience, keeping the inner-self still.
Present passing by, future slowly more clear. A rush and a push, we’ve come all the way here.
Take a second, take a minute, enjoy and u n w i n d.
Bury me, underneath sparkling blue skies
Snowcapped mountains in the distance,
An expanse of sand and ever-blue sky,
Wind rustles in through the open windows,
Reverberates like a high fidelity whisper.
When all else is dim and hope seems far gone,
Let’s hold this moment dear,
Alone together, riding in the open air.
roam the mountain
haunt the sky
dance among the leaves
sing a song ’til your breath runs out
feel the dirt on your knees
