The Underground Garden: Not a Yawn, a Stretch


 

Looking at my life like
What’s next?

I’ve already survived death and debtuntitled

Love I resurrect

Chill above murky depths

Crystal clear flakes of breath

Cool like that

I’ve been heartbreak and sickness

Villain and victim

Madre friend lover family foe and probably other roles

Tongues minds and hearts of others I can only try to know

While independently I grow

So what’s good fresh soil?

Nothing here you can spoil

Freshwater overflows from my arterial hose

Blood sweat tears is life my dear

Family Legacy never ending history

Work like Werk muscle flexed evaporate stress

Into steam

It was all a dream

Tearducts re-up

Joy and pain sneak up

I like to honor every emotion

So what you bringing?

Cuz I like singing and many topics I’ve had served

I’m ready for the next turn

Wheel of life

Next we land where?

As you can see my cares, were left behind at degrees I’ll only see in memory

If I choose to.

Yo Life What’s Really Good?

Because I am.

Thanks for the battles, tailend rattles, poverty, the deceased and stars whose imprint remain on me.

I see you seeing me.

Let’s keep doing this Together.

Throughout Eternity.

Cuz I can dig it and love to live it.

I’m here for this

Bringing my very best

I know in the end

Unless you speak it

You can never know how truly you are Blessed.

As all are the rest.

This is not a yawn, just a stretch.

Intertwined with life in a deep embrace is where I rest.

 

Liza Zayas is a lover of writing and dancing and celebrates both as a singer and songwriter performing as Luna del Flor. You can hear her collaborative sounds and experience life through her storytelling. She invites you to dance. Her poetry seeks to initiate dialogue by intentionally expressing consequences of love, lust, ego and self-respect