I have walked many miles
with the fire in the sky
for company

I have walked many miles
with the Moon alluring lovers away
into the night time

I have walked many miles
aimlessly wandering the world
of flowers and insects

I have walked many miles
to sit on this chair
and pray you all goodness

Her eyes speak
the truest words
never uttered
They tell of the ocean
on a lonely shore
Of salt marsh days
and windswept dunes
And love among the ruins
Her habit worn
vow unbroken to the night
She smiles a wanton wish
of summer days
and a fair young boy
among the glades
She sighs
her dreams away
and polishes again
the bare stone floor.

r ~ 7/28/14

"Life is hard,"
she said,
"and life is sad.  Life is one
thousand crevices carved into your heartscape,
By human fingernails,
even your own."

"You will feel strongest, somehow,
when you cry.
You will feel that there is nothing left
that can harm you
and you will be wrong,
and you will be right.
And you'll beat into your head your own lessons
and others will beat the
kindness
and
empathy
right out of your mind.
You will be shaken,
rattled to your core
time after time,
and each time you'll find that your heartscape, your center is more
brazen than blind.
It has its own mind; It has never resigned.
Swim the caverns you've carved
into your insides and
realize -

You are not damaged, but exposed.  
Opened up like a
flower
blooming toward
the light."

love it so special something that we hold
like a rainbows end its your *** of gold
something that we share something we all need
love is there inside like a planted seed.

it will grow and grow to last eternally
deep inside your heart where your love should be
it is there for you a gift from up above
something that is yours that fills your heart with love.