And the ache is
Satiated
As
Eyes meet,
As
Soft and firm hearts
Join in the revival
Of those feelings;
Emotions believed lost.
Yearning;
Quiescence.
Desire.
Love does not have to make a lot of noise.
It is there in the knowing;
It is enough.
And the ache is
Satiated
As
Eyes meet,
As
Soft and firm hearts
Join in the revival
Of those feelings;
Emotions believed lost.
Yearning;
Quiescence.
Desire.
Love does not have to make a lot of noise.
It is there in the knowing;
It is enough.
Yes
Miracles happen every moment.
People change.
Or
They don’t.
Always carry hope.
And I try not to hold my breath and sit
Immobile;
Stationary and stuck.
Keep living and loving.
Move out of limbo and the waiting.
Basking in the radiance of life
Moment by moment.
I am blooming regardless the
Light,
The soil,
The circumstance.
Heart over matter.
Soul sight
Flowing.
I am most certainly lost;
Yet neither have I felt so utterly free
Nor
Safe until now.
Oh yes indeed,
Human
Hearts are reaching out in little ways
Long
Before
They fall to their knees exhausted and desperate.
Look and see.
Listen and hear.
Observe with all your senses.
Love. Love. Love.
There are times
Sacred steps in nature
Have saved me from the world;
An untimely departure.
An otherworldly enchantment
Envelops me.
I can think of no other;
And even the little hairs on my body rejoice at the thought of you,
Reaching for you
As you come near.
The heat at my center spreads
And the words fail to fall from my lips;
They cannot make the connection from my mind to my heart
Crashing into one another
In the rush to embrace all of you.
All the particles of us disperse
As night and day disappear
Bursting forth at our touch.
Creation.
This glimmer,
A new universe
Beginning.
New elements we become.
Unprecedented.
And I dive
Into the
Unknown
Again and again.
Immersed and
Blooming
I learn to breathe anyway;
Anywhere.
Infinite
Grace.