cherry trees.

and maybe we would have been good for each other
had we waited to grow into our own bones
like a tree grows into its leaves
but darling, you would never believe
that we met a little too early, when we were still kids
minds like empty containers without lids
running around, looking around for the person
we thought we were.

i thought we could grow together,
holding hands if we need each other,
like two blooming cherry trees in the field.
but neither of us could hold on and yield
and like the river curves away from the mountains
we moved in our own undulations
pulled further and further out to sea
without reaching out to where the other might be.

it saddens me to think of us like lonely
pieces of driftwood, and so instead i'd think
if i were a lighthouse, I would call you back home,
take my bulb and let it shone.
but I am not yet rooted in the earthy ground,
and so i let you go without much of a sound.
maybe when we're taller and wiser
poured into this mold we made for ourselves
maybe then we'll still fit like we did back then,
holding hands like cherry trees
all tangled up in each other's leaves.

if i died young.

I'm young and green.

I'm still trying to anchor my roots into the earth. I still thirst for the cool puddle of water, aching to taste something. I still reach for my ray of sunlight, so that my shadow will make an imprint on the world. I'm still eager, eager. But I had a thought today, of how it would be if I died young.

I want the day of my ceremony to be a cloudless rain, with the humid summer air covering the earth in a soft and gentle blanket. I want my people to stand outside in the rain without umbrellas, looking up at the sky, with the gentle drops of rain on their bare and naked faces. With their eyes closed, let the summer sweet rain fall, like gentle kisses from me. Remind them that this weather, this lovely beautiful warm caressing rain, is a day I would love.

I don't want anything grand or overdone. I want a love song at dawn, I want a candle on the river in the soft glow of twilight,  and my oh my, I want you to smile.