How
Did the rose
Ever open its heart
And give to this world
All its
Beauty?
It felt the encouragement of light
Against its
Being,
Otherwise,
We all remain
Too
Frightened.
~Hafiz
(it began and ended with super heroes) sweetness of night cold and clear the lights of the city and the telling of stories massaging out the knots mutuality (the light is nearly at its climax now) rain-soaked honeysuckle blossoms on bare skin in the morning veneration and passion (and the burgeoning fear) “In brightest day,…
Something I have learned recently that perhaps others have always known but is a revelation to me: I don’t have to earn love. I can say no and still be lovable. I can just be me and still be lovable. Nobody has to need me for me to be lovable. I don’t have to nurture…
I played the song “Apple Juice Kissing” by Deee-Lite this morning and thought, “Someday I want to cover that song. It’s so sexy and fun and juicy, I just love it. Someday, when I have some people to jam with…” Then I thought how silly that is. Why do I need to wait? I can…
“If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.” ~John Keats Poetry, life and love can be so easy when we allow them to be. Let’s allow it. Let’s lie in a field of buttercups watching the clouds and wiggling our toes and let the…
“We are one leaf on the great human tree.” ~Pablo Neruda Because I know how it feels to be objectified and made into “the other”–the faceless, the nameless the object that is easy to discard, use and manipulate for gain–I am remembering on this day to stay human, to see the relationship of myself to…
winter arrived with a song (and a roar!) the turning wheel brought new light (and lusciousness) hearts drawn on steamed windows (with music and delight) like a dervish, i whirl! like a primrose, I open! the honeysuckle is a tangle of naked branches (summer, a distant memory)