I have work to do. Plain and simple, I have work to do on myself, on the person I am, the person I want to become, and there are simple things that need shifting. Somehow along the way, we lose some of the childlike optimism and joy, somehow we lose the capacity for hope and tenderness and grace and peace. I know I still have some, I know it’s there and comes out often, but I see that I want more of it, I want it to be the default, not the occasional. This poem was born from that understanding, from seeing this shift over the last half decade, the shift into something slightly quieter, slightly more cynical, slightly more weary. I miss the way I felt when I was young, and I miss the way I feel when I’m traveling far from home, searching for sea glass or summiting Munros. Perhaps the love of travel that’s been planted so deeply inside me is, in truth, this…this pursuit of feeling like a child again, of feeling
Wow. I love this Tyler!!! Call me relic. So many great lines!
This is perhaps my favorite one you've written, and I've loved so many. Thank you for this. It's so timely ❤
Your voice is so calming Tyler! I love listening to you read your poetry. This, this one, is one of the great ones. 😊
It is I, new, though ancient...yes, yes, yes. We are all of it, aren’t we? Centuries of stories alongside those still to be told...
Very very proud of you!!!
This found a place in my heart right where I needed it. Thank you.
So, so much of what you have written has spoken straight to my heart - as if you’ve a little window into my spirit, and write things perfectly for what I happen to need that day. (I’m sure many of us who read your words feel this way!) This though...this one feels like it was sent to settle into my soul and not ever leave.
I am incredibly grateful for your words. Your soul-felt wisdom. And your willingness to be vulnerable and brave - and in doing so, inspiring us to do the same.