One love leaves us, another comes.
Memories linger as new ones appear.
Questioning – are we ready?
The heart beats its fickle beat,
Loving, longing, hating.
Passion flows towards a new affection.
We quiver at the unfamiliar touch.
Mourning for what was not,
Praying we do not miss what may be.
The silent anger rages,
We smile at our new companion.
We linger over a new pair of lips,
Simmering for the old familiar scents.
The dark and rainy days pass slowly,
Soon we notice sun,
And we smile into the eyes or our chosen one.
|I stand quiet on the path
At familiar scenery.I know
It’s time to move on.
The future calls.
There’s so much waiting,
So many people to meet,
I take the first steps forward
She who is peaceful, joyful,
Alone she stands
She observes them unmoving,
Suddenly she blends with another,
A perfect union is formed,
Slowly the light shifts
They move in the same direction,
She pauses again,
A light shimmers around the traveler,
|The path around her brightens,
With each step the flowers appear more vivid,
The colors of life more vibrant.Her presence is felt,
Not always openly acknowledged,
Prayers of thanks follow behind her.
There is a hint of mirth
He sees her
He nods to her, and she smiles,
His touch is light, but creates amazing sparks,
Her lips graze his
His eyes are hungry,
His fingers ruffle her hair
She sighs, her hands finding his chest,
The world around,
The lights blend
Cast your eyes to the ocean, cast your soul to the sea.
When the darkness seems endless, please remember me.
– L. McKennitt
On the playground she is swinging
up higher than the rest.
The boys run and jump, they want to know
who is the very best.
The music of their voices echo
down the green and flowing lawn,
the sound of laughter ringing
on this bright and sunny morn.
A small boy offers his balloon
to the little girl with dimples.
He comments on her hula-hoop,
she answers him with giggles.
The ice cream man comes strolling by
with treats in shiny wrappers.
The Mom’s and Pop’s surprise the tot’s
who’ve finished with their crackers.
A day like this will surely be
the best that nature offers.
The memories shan’t fade away
they’ll hold in time with fondness.
The little girl stands on the slide,
a princess in her castle.
The little boy hunts through the sand
for a dragon he can wrestle.
A puppy bounding on a leash
barks merrily away.
All are happy as can be
on such a glorious day.
The boy fights an evil wizard
and condemns him to the Tower.
The little girl applauds his feat,
her knight in shining armor.
I looked everywhere,
and when I came back,
I found me.
It seems like I have spent a huge part of my life trying to be someone else. I keep “becoming” other people (I’m not talking about split-personalities) I’m talking about personal evolution. That’s what growing up and learning is all about. That’s the honest process of life.
I see so many people standing in one place, people who could be so much more, people who are not even close to fulfilling their life potential. That saddens me. I have this terrible habit, when I realize a relationship, friendship, romance, etc. is going to end I tell the truth – not that I lie to people normally, but I tell them the things they don’t want to hear about themselves. I’ve always hoped that they would consider it a gift one day, something that helped them change their lives for the better. I’m brutally honest with myself too, so I don’t play favorites.
I guess my philosophy is that it’s very unfair for an ex-whatever to walk around and say things like “He’d have been great if only he could have…” or “She’d have been great if only she had…”. Sharing the insights of the people you’ve known intimately with them is a gift. Why not just say those things out loud? Why do we think it’s wrong to do that? I don’t think it is wrong, even if someone doesn’t like hearing it maybe one day that will be the thing that gives them strength to face something they have been hiding from.
Speak the truth but leave immediately after.
– Slovenian Proverb
I’m working on my own personal truisms, I have to figure out how to do this “boy-girl thing”, I want to learn how to stop pushing the people I most care for away, it would be nice if I could let someone take care of me without worrying about whether or not they’ll be there tomorrow.
I’m always surprised when a lesson pops up in front of me. That’s been happening a lot in the last few years, maybe because acknowledgment is the first step towards opening yourself up to solutions and resolution. If you’re willing to see it, perhaps the answer is always in arms reach.
I don’t know if that’s true or not, I kind of hope so.
Live – Imagine – Investigate – See
I observe the sculpture
my monument must
I see the shadow of his pain
Cast an image on the wall.
The sun moves past the window
Ever changing with the Fall.
Storms ache within me
In a dark and hollow core.
A laughing ghost before me
Haunts the quiet road a fore.
How to clear the cobwebs?
How to shine the light?
How to keep the heartbreak
From the dreams of Winter’s night?
I stand in silence aching
Gazing towards this man.
My heart beats a steady rhythm
As I’m reaching for his hand.