Lying  in a soft Kansas  meadow
with my dog and the  cows close
by under a diamond studded
sky  on  a  cold  winter  night
vibrating  with magic,  I read
your story written in the stars.

Marveling  at  the  full  moon
I  see your face looking at me,
your moonbeam eyes reading
my  innermost  being  like an
open book.

One  soul  we  are  in  many
different manifestations looking
down on earth with compassionate
moonbeam eyes.

But  I  like the  one where you
are sitting on a rock and a
hundred times you brush your
hair, a golden wave flowing to
your hips, as you long for my
gentle touch.
                                                          ­                                  Jon York   2025

The  words I  write in  my poems
are like an open book of my heart.

Long  ago  one  night  your voice
became my favorite sound. There
was  no  going  back  for  me.

Even  now,  so many  years  since,
I still seek tunes of you, vibrations
of  your  truth  as  before.

Yes  your  voice is still my favorite
music. My desired song.

Thank  you  for  not  sealing  shut
my open book.
                                                                                                 Jon York   2025

In 2025
Be Brave
Be kind
Be happy
Be creative
Be you.

Even  with  all  the  greed and
stupidity  and  terrible  things
that  we're  all  facing, reading
in  the  news, or  experiencing,
just want to be alive. Just want
to  breathe  and do your work.

In  2025  start  dreaming  and
scheming  about  who  you're
going to  be  in the  new  year.

Dream until your dreams come
true.
                                                                                               Jon York 2025

I cherish how you make me feel,
I cherish how you always deal.

I cherish how you gaze at me,
I cherish how you think and see.

I cherish how you make me truly glad,
I cherish how you wipe away my feeling sad.

I cherish how you protect me with such care,
I cherish how, for me, you're always there. 🤍

You and I . . . we are embers from the same fire,
we are dust from the same star, we  are  echoes
of the same love.

I  love how you are deciphering  the  code  you
left  yourself before  you came  into  this  life.

I  love  your  renegade  soul  and I  love  your
ever-deepening baby blue eyes as you peer into
the heart of your own darkness.

I  love how you're  making  yourself  more
receptive to truths in their wild states.

I  love how you can  lose yourself  in  passion
but never shirk your commitment to the good
and the  true.

I love how you  never  bare  a  grudge against
the mountains that are in your way but  rather  
just work  to  get around  them.
                                                   ­                                           Jon York  2024

In French you don't say
"I  miss  you".   You say
"tu me manques", which
means "you are missing
from me."
I love that.

Do  what  makes  your
soul shine. Take time to
make  your soul  happy.
Put yourself at the top
of  your  to-do  list.

Sometimes I amaze myself.
Other times I can't remember
what day it is.

Be brave
Be kind
Be happy
Be creative
Be thankful
Be you.                                                                                Jon York   2024

"Kama muta" is Sanskrit term that refers
to an emotion  that might also  be  called
"moved by love."

It  is an under-recognized emotion that  has
evolved to bind us to others and strengthen
our relationships. It motivates us to embrace
and care for other people.

Kama muta enhances  our  commitment  to
our relationships and encourages  us to  act
with greater compassion and kindness.

We usually experience  it in some of the most
important events in our lives - and it is commonly
exploited by writers to enhance  the  emotional
impact of their stories.

You are  another  me.  If  I do  harm to  you,
I  harm  myself.  If  I  love  and respect  you,
I  love  and  respect  myself.
                                                                                           Jon York   2024