I wrote this one about a month ago. (I shared it in AI, and asked it to create an image based on its interpretation of the words. I like how it came out, so I've included it.)
Tender Aspects
Let me feel the ancient, aching silence;
I will hold my breath.
For a moment, soft and patient,
Time could leave me be.
There's not long to wait,
Before the voice breaks,
And the frequency returns with force -
A call both familiar and new I can't ignore.
Take me apart at the seams,
And have the patience to witness the weight of the crossing.
This is enough, the promise of shelter,
And a feeling that my hands remember.
Find me trembling - quietly ready, awake -
Catching on to what keeps in the dark,
Birthing beauty from the unrefined,
And grasping at the furthest edges in wonder.