This side of my days

I pause

the sound of rushing blood 

and thunder in my veins 

subsides

my broken cup 

is filled

with much

about nothing

and somethings 

meaningful 

and not always understood

it overflows 

through cracks

and spills

paint and

words

and song 

and laughter

and tears

that run together

bleeding

into each

other

it warms it cools it heartens

and I am strong

again

and brave enough

to feel the love that surrounds

me