To my brother
monkeys cartwheel as we dance
letting our frivolous attitudes take us deeper and deeper into this wonderfully dangerous jungle called love.
sometimes you will find love in the most curious of places.
a bus stop
a coffee shop
in a bar
or at a summer camp.
but once you find it you will know.
it will be like a wave has just hit you and sent you reeling
searching for a place to anchor yourself, but hoping you don’t find one.
it will be like you have let go of the trapeze and as you soar through the air looking for the next bar to grab, you hope there isn’t one, and that you just keep on sailing
past everyone else
it will feel like you are coming closer and closer to the sun, and all your body is telling you to do is run because you know you might be burned, but another part tells you that there is a mystery there I f you can just get close enough.
it will feel like getting hit by a train, and then begging the train to hit you again, and again, and again.
But it will also feel like lying in a meadow, staring up as the few clouds drift lazily by. as the sky darkens and the few wispy clouds drift away leaving a view of the terribly frightening and beautiful night sky.
the night sky that is just waiting for you to jump, to sail from this earth. to trust yourself and jump. jump away from all reason and everything you have been taught. to trust the one thing that is able to hold you entirely true. to trust your heart and leap. leap as you have never leaped before, because if you do not, if you don’t put your whole essence into that one leap, you will fall back to earth, and land a broken pile of dreams. broken dreams. all because you didn’t trust your heart. all because you listened to all the people who hadn’t believed in themselves. all the people who had fallen before you. so listen to me. i have jumped, and i haven’t given it my all, but i haven't hit the ground yet, i merely hit the canopy. so now i will climb until i reach the stars. i will make a ladder to the moon, and then from there to the farthest star, until i find it.
jump with all your might
jump until your legs have fallen off.
because its harder to jump when they're broken
hey, the worst that can happen, is that you don’t jump at all,
and remain tied to the earth.
so fly with me brother.
fly to the stars and back and find that love.
trust your heart now and forever.
Sorry this is so long, it's a rant I wrote when I had been drinking a bit