Welcome To The Planet.

The grass tickles my nose as

I roll around in it.

It's green and it's cool, and I like the

way that it feels in my hair.

The sky looks blue as

it fills my eyes.

I look around and it's bright and beautiful,

and I like the way it feels in my soul.

The pavement scrapes my feet as

I walk barefoot across it.

It's good and fun, and it doesn't even

hurt, it feels like life.

Your eyes feel like home as

I look to heaven.

It's home and it's home, and there's no

other word to describe it but home.

Here's to the hurt and to the pain and to the way it rains and looks like it will never stop because now I know that every lightning bolt I've ever witnessed and every thunder boom that has ever shaken my spirit has a beautiful story tied around it's wrist.

Here's to the fact that I gave up on time healing wounds and to losing my way and to the way it feels when you're suddenly placed smack in the middle of an oncoming train with nowhere to run to because now I know that trains don't want to hurt me, they just want to see how high I can jump to get away.

Here's to you and to your spirit and your soul. Here's to the hum of the universe. Here's to God or whoever runs this crazy place we call home. Here's to the hurricanes and the floods. The tornados and the cyclones. Here's to that place that we reach every once in a while that we feel we can never get past. Here's to Hope whispering "one more time."

Here's to me.

Here's to you.

Here's to that feeling that for the first time in my life, I feel free and crazy and careless, but never reckless. Here's to knowing that things are good, but they can get better. Here's to saving your fork for dessert, because I've heard that the chocolate cake is delicious.