Our Sisterhood of Secrets

we talked for a time

of wishes and wandering

our words were measured with logic and reasoning

just to toss them aside with compassion and hoping

one breath or thought in exchange for the next

like true sun-blistered sisters, it all came to lay bare.

all thoughts undressed and left collecting

at our feet, just before the water, in the night.

heart pangs and growth pains

fell swimming, flooding right out of our hearts

gushing into the evening with nowhere to go once loosed

from the captivity of our tongues

so we sent them flying, blew them, scattered like dandelion seeds

tied them with strings and ran them as kites or birds do fly,

on the wind, in the night.

then we sat there, in the quiet

resting against that sweet, sacred altar of silence

we laid our burdens down and turned our faces to the night

eyes glistening, arms open, and palms turned upward,

in loving submission to the sky.