HUSH, HUSH

Hush, hush

Life changes rapidly
Stirring reflection and wonder, and thinking back.
A morning coffee, a fresh breeze, and an ever so frosty, autumny, but soft atmosphere. As if I was lying in a bed of leaves. Gently held and covered.
Hush, hush they wisper. While wind and birds talk slightly louder.

Who am I hearing when I'm hearing you and me
Crosses my mind, as it did a day ago
Am I hearing me or you
Maybe a little bit of both
Or the echo of what we both are made of
Once brother willow tree told me, I see you differently than you see me

I see me as you, and you as me
And I told him with tears in my eyes, and longing,
I feel not ready for your kind of love
Now I know I felt not good enough,
And what I really felt, but didn't know, was that I felt not whole
I had lost a part of me
My brother taught me as part of me and us
That even when we are far away, we are never really lost
My brother taught me, where ever you are, you can always get in touch.
You can always find me here
reside inside you
He said you need not ask permission to greet my kind
They hear you just as you and I hear us

Hush, hush they say
Just listen,
...
listen, listen