Tag Archives: love

May22

Never

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And I never want to

Hurt like that again

So

I have been fearful,

So very afraid.

One step

And I hesitate, my feet placed lightly

As I hold my breath before

Pressing forward completely;

And wait.

Eyes wide open,

Telling my tears to stay tucked away,

To wait.

Wait a little longer.

It is not in my head nor irrational

For those things did happen leaving bruises on heart on skin,

Not happening merely once or twice.

Over and over.

In psyche I go deep.

Begin once again.

One step forward and breath.

Wait and observe, Listen and feel.

Muscles coiled around heart ready to retreat.

Consciously release tension;

Release grip on self.

Exhaustion sets in every muscle.

Stopping. Resting.

Replenish heart and mind

And begin again

With tomorrow’s sunrise.

Beauty and joy seep into depths slowly and lovingly

Replacing anxiety.

Sweet dreams start to outnumber nightmares.

Ever so tenderly reanimating hope.

Revive.

Apr28

Longest Ache

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The longest ache.

Tears form in the corner of my eyes when

I remember the magic i felt,

The beauty I witnessed.

And I remember wiping

The red dust from my cheeks

So long ago.

The joy and the wonder a new sight can

bring,

The souls one meets that love a song.

To think

Once

I did not believe.

It was another life now

And then another

And here I am still in wonder.

The longest ache sears through my veins.

The yearning remains.

The ancient beats within my heart reverberate

Through time unseen in synchronization with those who came before

And those yet to come.

Nov13

Home

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My home stars keep calling my name.

Traveling the speed of light through cosmic storms

I visit them in my dreams.

I am merely a newborn awakening to wonders and strife. How cold the air on my skin, how the sun stings my eyes.

My mind gets earth drenched; fatigued translating language from there to here.

Most often I do not make sense when I speak though it sounds right in my head.

So much gets lost between soul and mind

As I try to enunciate and pronounce this love of all.

My heart beat fills my veins with a stirring and my lungs breathe an endless breath.

I watch and I smile feeling love flow through me; i am and never was empty for this

Is infinite and continuous.

Few see that all is translated in the stillness, that it Is always love, as we call it.

For it truly is more than love and that is why  so many continue to try and define it.

It is more than a flat word or a mere voice and that is why we struggle so; to capture and constrain this cannot be done. It will not fit in a container.

There is no human word to encompass love.

And so the writers write and the singers sing.

The dancers dance and the dreamers dream.

Every one of us ponder

On and on and on

Of love.