If God
is love
then I really
need to tell you
how intensely
I experience
God
when you're in
the room.

play with fire
but know
fire burns
everything
it touches.
flames can be
hypnotic
beautiful
warm
ancient.
but know
fire burns
everything
it touches.

the kind of silence you are to aim for child is not an absence,
rather a fullness, a completion, a seeing with the eye of the soul,
the eye unaware of itself, a looking at love, that so love will do all.
Within profound silence you will enter the silence of God, God who is and is Love.

Drip, drip, dripping.

Such that of a broken faucet.

Twisted in all directions,

Hoping that the flow would stop.

Yet;

It lessens, but never ceases.

Time shall come,

When the faucet reaches its breaking point,

It'll all pour out.

Flooding;

Drowning;

*Drip, drip, dripping.

I'm sorry its really hard
I'm sorry that its hard for me to  love you
I never been in love
all I gave was love
and all they did was take it away from me
and left