Everything... absolutely everything hurts
I loved you
I love you
But you weren’t safe with me
I couldn’t control myself
I made you leave
To save yourself
You’re not gone forever
I’ll see you again
But these months apart...
I don’t know how to survive
The agony of missing you

It is easy
to see separation
To feel the pain of existence
and ignore the pain of others
To see people as something other than you
To be something other than them

It is easy
to look at others
as wolf look at prey
To treat others
as an animal to its food
To ignore what our heart is telling us
And act with fear and suffering

The living is seeking
the forgiveness
of those who are dead
And asking to be permitted
to live without guilt
Not knowing that creating suffering
through the desire to end suffering
will only lead to the endless repeat
of more suffering
for the self and others

If only we can look deeply
And feel our being in our heart
Feel the love we have
So much love that we can conquer anything

It is easy
to see separation
because we are all there is
But perhaps
we are moving
with the path of god
to learn to love

to see unity
over separation
to be what we desire so deeply
to love each other
without limits or fear

The reality of things
Is that it is all love
Even the worst crime or sin
was done through the desire for more love

If only we see this
And we do
We just don't know it yet...

She danced the dance like nobody watched
until she fell
and lived the life like no death could come
until it did

He loved her like it could never be stopped
until she was
and died in mourning with suffering unending
until he did

Finally let go.

I found her at the base of trees,
on the sunny side along a breeze
at the end of sunsets golden time
this playful firebug flew beside

then landed on these time worn hands
pulsing and so bright,
fearlessly she rested
and in my palms remained alight

She's made of air and I of earth
and yet together we were merged
and in this silent, sacred place
we slipped the chains of time and space

Her light sank right into my skin
filling up these veins
as under Luna's influence
we talked about the rain

we'd weathered many growling storms
and I said as she was going
it is not your glow that I love so
it's that you are still glowing.

I'll light a candle for you firebug
every anniversary
of the moon blessed and enchanted night
you came to visit me

your light sank deep into my skin
my fearless bright explorer
the sky without your playful light
feels once more like a corner

oh my little firebug
you flew so near and lit
a light so strong and pretty
what am I without it?

After a long time
they decided to meet,
after the sunset
as usual.
No display of affection
but with gentle etiquette
as usual.

But today the sky had gathered grey clouds,
and was raining outside.

They waved hands to each other and
secured their places to sit.
Adjusted themselves to the depth of comfort.

The conversation began
with the warmth of desperation.
They talked,
some romance.
They talked,
some friends.
At that moment the ambiance around got as blurred as lost.
And the time was flying.

Between,
that in-depth conversation,
They noticed,
they didn't look into eyes,
although nobody was hiding anything.
But still why?

The redolence of coffee and tea
represents them quietly.
They are different but together.

It was raining when they met
and decided to leave when it stops.

"The rain is stopped, and it’s time to..." you said.

"But the wind is still strong," I interrupted.

Thief.
Lying side by side,
Artfully not touching,
Breathing far quieter than natural inhale exhale. Precision.
You stole my delirious delicious nighttime fantasies.
They were all of you.