stardust

Hi friends. I wrote this poem back in early June. I was struggling to process, struggling to find the right words, struggling to share what was on my heart. The way this poem emerged grounded me and helped me remain optimistic. For the time being I settled with keeping it for myself. Safely in my journal. Today though, I feel semi-ready to put it out there. The meaning it holds for me resonates and reverberates throughout my entirety. By no means do I consider myself “good at poetry”…but what I love about it is the feeling it gives me. The expression it allows me is freeing.

A little bit on this picture… It’s one that my boyfriend took about a year ago. These two people in the photo are his brother and his brother’s girlfriend. Maddison and Chelsea. Two incredibly beautiful souls. And that there above them, that’s what we all call the Milky Way. This picture is magic to my eyes. When I see it I feel a whole lot of emotions and it takes me out of my head and into a cool space of wonder and awe. Riley (boyfriend) basically takes all of the cool pictures you see along my website…he’s ridiculously gifted with a camera. This picture takes the cake for me. It’s spectacular…it makes me feel like it’s uplifting my poem to a whole new level.

I hope you enjoy…

Thank you for being here, for reading this…I appreciate you. <3 Carli

what is my skin but a vital organ

the make-up given not once chosen

it can be brown or tan or rosy or moled

olive and smooth or freckled and old

my heart beats a rhythm like yours

we sweat the same liquid through all of our pores 

the power of sight is the same for our eyes

we both bleed, we both feel, we’re both capable of lies

we breathe the same air, we need the same fuel 

our bodies are formed from the same act of two

my lips move and speak the same way yours do

so what’s the real difference between me and you?

what differs in us is our choice in belief

perhaps through religion or a process of seek

it could very well lay from our ancestors stories 

and all the years of compounding furies

every one of us influenced in the ways we’re reared

from stories we’re told and quite possibly feared

separation seems to exist inside the mind 

let us not forget our choice to think better, let go, to be kind 

what may be the only way to merge all of space 

is to see that our race is without a face

view us all for the truth we are

beings of energy near and far

no more sides, no more us and them

there emerges an all-knowing truth of oneness and kin

pride for our heritage or history is no sin

but we all must walk forward in complete love and union

the way to rise and to overcome 

is to truly and deeply see everyone of us as one

this dear ones is a must

and it’s simply because we’re all made of stardust