When I’m gone
I’ll become a flower
When I leave
I’ll become a mighty oak tree
Matter
Is infinite
Never created
Never destroyed
So can we truly die?
Or can we only transform?
When I’m gone
I’ll become a flower
When I leave
I’ll become a mighty oak tree
Matter
Is infinite
Never created
Never destroyed
So can we truly die?
Or can we only transform?
One breath at a time
One step at a time
I ascend up a steep mountain
A forest so lush it blocks the sun
As I reach the summit
A sudden storm appears above
Rain & wind torment me to no end
I start to run as fast as I can
Anything to escape this dangerous storm
A dark creature appears from the darkest depths of the forest
What do you want? I shout
It doesn’t answer me
I begin to move towards the creature
Fear filling every ounce of my soul
The creature runs away as I chase it
I hear its painful screams echoing within the forest
I finally catch this creature
What…. I can’t believe what I’m seeing
The creature is the darkest part of me
He was banished to the depths of the darkest forests
Suppressed, ridiculed, & beaten the creature laid wounded on the ground
Sobbing uncontrollably
I extend my arm to him
Picking up the creature I was astonished by how frail & weak it had become from my neglect
Yet so powerful to cause such powerful storms
I carried the creature back to my home, letting him rest and repair from all of the abuse
Thank you, said the creature as it gained consciousness once more
Anytime, I replied.
I’m so sorry that I banished you to the dark forest
You are part of me & always will be
I promise to shed light into the darkest part of the forest

Fear bubbles underneath the volcanoes surface.
Pain filled smoke seeping to the surface.
Anger, hatred, & rage boiling inside.
Until one day,
A vicious explosion destroys all in it’s path.
Leaving only pain & suffering to all.
Innocence lost in a moment.
How could this happen?
Will there ever be peace?
Fear, anger, hatred, & rage live within all of us.
Simmering under the surface.
Compassion leads us to love & understanding.
Love & understand can tame the simmering flames within us.
Peace begins & ends with us.
This poem is in response to the Christchurch mosque shooting on 15 March 2019. RIP to all who lost their lives and condolences to all who were touched.