I freeze when I feel
A long
When reality turns me into
A weeping willow
By a still pond
When reality tests my words
By provoking reaction
With its madness
I once sat on the strong limbs of a great tree
There I felt safe to drop tears
Speak fears
But the bark of this being bit
It couldn’t really sit with my emotions
The comfort was pretend
I loved a tree who rotted long ago from the inside
I loved its core and crooked roots
I climbed down when I realized
I wasn’t really welcomed by its top
The shade from these leaves weren’t there to cool me
Just hide me
So now I sit nowhere when I feel scared
I don’t see the forest or the trees
Concerned if I sit by a trunk
I’ll be asked to leave
So I carry my song to my pond and trust my flight into conquered fright
Relieved stress
Returned breath
As I look out for mountains instead.


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.