once we meet ourselves
in our deepest, darkest depths
the parts of us we fear and avoid,
once we embrace ourselves there,
nothing will scare us
we will realize
no one creates our fear for we create ourselves.
once we love our whole self
we see how love is not lacking, only our thoughts creating lack.
These are the
Forests i know.
And the devils club,
The fallen trees
They remind me to breathe;
Raindrops on the forget me not.
The song of the wind,
Lichen at me feet.
Mountain tops high. I am cradled safe
In the sloping valley.
Running river wild playing its melody free
As I welcome stillness.
Here I meet myself.
We meet as two waves cresting into
One another
In the infinite beyond;
Never knowing from where the other came.
And just like that
We are the ocean.
This mysterious journey continues.
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.
You’re more likely to meet a wild one if you
Are quiet and still for they’ve lived a life since
Birth
Of danger and survival
And will not approach if they equate you with a threat.
They can sense threats and lies.
One cannot hide the scent of intentions,
And love is transparent after all.
I sense your vibration
Before our eyes meet.
I have felt your approach
Countless lifetimes
Prior
And will countless more.
And we cry with joy each reuniting,
A soul reconnecting.
Live fully in the in between,
In what feels like the endless
Waiting.
Patience, as love endures;
We endure.
Every emotion
Felt in a lifetime
Crashing in my gut all at once.
You and I
Face to face.
Loss for words.
Our voices faltering anyway
At the enormity of emotion
In a touch,
A gasp.
And breathing is enough.
Our hands know the way,
We know the way.
The thrill.
Euphoria ignited.
And there we meet together as if
On the very head of a pin.
All thoughts dissolving,
Look no more.
Space-time blooms evermore
And hearts erupt in unison.
Tangled.
Submerged.
You and I
Every inch of skin
Pressed.
Heartbeats thump through
Veins;
A morse code coursing
Unending.
Body language
Perceiving intuitively
Where to go,
When to move,
When to breath.
Stillness absolute.
The lion does not roar just to listen to itself.
Nor the hawk call
Or the squirrel chitter,
The birds twitter
Or the whale sing.
The flower does not grow to gaze into its own
Reflection,
Nor the river flow to greet itself.
Remember those feelings you have on a day you are struggling.
Perhaps standing still.
Perhaps crawling.
And know that others feel that way.
See them when you look around.
You will recognize them.
Instead of building walls
Against them,
Open
Your door
And step outside to meet them.
Step outside and greet them.
Offer compassion.
Offer love.
For we will never get better
If we do not
Lift each other up.
If we all choose to stay behind walls
And defenses
Alone,
We will never
Heal as people.
Alone.
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