once | now
once, you were
a sometimes painful but often happy memory
a short run with a rich narrative
now, you are
a cruel joke in your contention
you make a fantastic punchline
once, you were
a sometimes painful but often happy memory
a short run with a rich narrative
now, you are
a cruel joke in your contention
you make a fantastic punchline
the moon is full once again painting her beauty on the lawn the honeysuckle has come back in full force her skirts kissed by hummingbirds each morning the stairs still creak with busy feet up and down so many times every day it’s warmer now but the light is fading soon, my hands will be…
You need to become a pen in the Sun’s hand. We need for the earth to sing Through our pores and eyes. The body will again become restless Until your soul paints all its beauty Upon the sky. ~Hafiz Paint it today, lovely one. I want to see it.
fear is an animated nightmare love is truth and beauty fear is projected reality love is caring connection fear is clinging and grasping love is surrender and faith fear is a self-fulfilling prophecy love is an answered prayer
She is unfinished. I do not know all she needs. (I am listening.) A Blessing May your voice be heard in its fullness, dear reader.
Leave a comment This piece says everything about what I want (and have) in community. In my relationships. In my work. And what I offer folx. After a couple of years of strange relationship dynamics, what I know for sure is I have some really loyal and dear folx in my life and I’m so…
“The point is that in your life, unless you make specific time for something that you feel committed to, you will always have other obligations and you will always be too busy.” ~Dalai Lama The question is, what to commit to? Joy Curiosity Well-being Love Learning Play Pleasure Passion Laughter Creativity That about sums it…