Love’s complexity
Rich and varied in meaning
Confusing feelings.
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Fleeing righteousness
Drifting upon a hot summer’s wind
Burning mercilessly, magnifying the
Suffering of the maligned and neglected
Wretched retribution by the raging
Self-righteous. Indignant about any
Perceived attitude of equity.
Being there
3:00 am, I receive a text, and slept through it. Logical, acceptable, and yet still painful. A friend hurting, and I wasn’t able to be there. She worked her way through, so no guilt on that. No, it’s deeper.
I value my friends, my family. I value helping, to be present when needed. Thus, one of my core values failed. That is, and should be, painful. It’s not about effectiveness, or any of that.
I know that these sorts of things will happen again and again. Failures of theses elements should cause discomfort, and reflection. That’s different than guilt. More akin to sadness. Which is fair to feel.
I hope that feeling remains. Keeps me striving, pushing, growing. Another thing I value.
Being there
3:00 am, I receive a text, and slept through it. Logical, acceptable, and yet still painful. A friend hurting, and I wasn’t able to be there. She worked her way through, so no guilt on that. No, it’s deeper.
I value my friends, my family. I value helping, to be present when needed. Thus, one of my core values failed. That is, and should be, painful. It’s not about effectiveness, or any of that.
I know that these sorts of things will happen again and again. Failures of theses elements should cause discomfort, and reflection. That’s different than guilt. More akin to sadness. Which is fair to feel.
I hope that feeling remains. Keeps me striving, pushing, growing. Another thing I value.
Sunlight fades, colored bursting glow.
Never to eek out more than a breath
Of my imagination. Slightly glorious
Fading into night’s uniformity.
Views upon belovedness
Strange word, love.
Which means so very much,
Blend of similar emotions.
Often born out of lust,
That short term burst,
Energy, focus, easy flow,
From delight to boredom.
At times I wonder the themes
Of those transitions from lust
To love. Where the dream passes
From self gratification to delight
In that other, the beloved’s joy
More glorious than sunlight.
Life giving, freeing, beyond
Emptiness. Perfection.
Daydreams
Thoughts, bird like
Drifting upon the air.
Pushing down, forcing
Themselves skyward.
The sky shan’t notice.
Only I, upon the earth
Can.
Daydreams
Thoughts, bird like
Drifting upon the air.
Pushing down, forcing
Themselves skyward.
The sky shan’t notice.
Only I, upon the earth
Can.
Carpe diem
For some, “seizing the moment”
Involves a death grip.
Hold that moment forever
Or until it’s torn from our
Grasping, finite fingers.
I seek, simply, to be fully in
Each moment. To savor each
Second dearly. Taste each piece
And fully know it, before it
Collapses into the vaporous
Collective of memory.
Saving Grace
Sometimes, my goal is
Simple: don’t screw things
Up, don’t make it worse.
Really, the best I offer?
Love, to care, gently holding
Small pieces of this
Life, and try to help them
Feel their glorious uniqueness.
Maybe, just maybe, bring a
Little bit more light into
This angry, bitter world.
Of such I dream.