Wish Jar

A bumbling center of whispering hopes.
It never stops wishing with its softest voice.
Someday, dear wishes. I will set you free.
Then I'll leave you in my jar as a memory.


Today I have a wish jar.
A gratitude jar that hasn't been finished yet.

I love the world

You are listening to a good song,
Maybe we're listening to the same one.

I wonder... I wonder...
Could we take out these headphones
And take up each other?

Which of us had this thought first?
How bad is your yearning, your burning, your thirst?
To cry out to heaven and break out in song,
To stomp out the beat and hold the last note long?

I feel like myself today,
I feel like singing all worries away.
I feel like the music in me,
Iambic pentameter in my feet.

I love the world.