Fresh Water

today’s tears taste like fresh water

as they travel the eye gates

they almost escape

before sniffles

reroute them to my mouth

I Love You

is all they ever want to say

drowning words that replay in my head

as my tears give them a ride

outside of my heart

because my mouth has no place to say

I Love You

yesterday, tomorrow and today

Illusions of the mind

The words at times
Seem trapped behind
Illusions of the mind
Redeemed?
Sanctified?
What’s inside
After a ride
On the soul train
What remains?
Freedom and restraint
Less words
More meaning
Less talk
Stillness in reasoning
The destination
Leaves me gleaming
At the peace achieved
In just being