Searching searching for a place to rest This chaos weighs heavy on my chest Love will find a place of peace No triggers no hate speech Is it too far to reach Rest I beseech, and love I preach
mother's strength where does it come who knows where from a great storm of the past a hard road traveled fast a spirit that does not fade a smile that must be made a stern voice, required indeed a caring hug for the need a vision of potential a straighten-up gaze...essential a tear held from fall a prayer over each and all a giving heart of endless love God provided...all of the above
my vision of the structure of our existence is the shape of a sweet potato (pointed at both ends), one end is God the other is no God. We exist in the cross section of future and past in the mandala of the human existence, each soul attached to its own flower/mandala. existence passes as strings through the mandala and some loop around and pass again. these that loop are our connected souls and those physical things that we have influenced. God/Love is the "gravity" of the system moving to itself.
I'm a puzzle missing a piece or two The pebble in your shoe The bad wheel on your cart The lawn mower that won't start The faucet with a drip drip drip The super hot coffee sip The money you borrow I'll do better tomorrow
i choose the side of love, the side of forgiveness, the side of light, the side of truth, the side of hugs, the side of kindness, the side of acceptance, the space between your side and mine
tiny hand grabbing a finger while feeding small hand helping turn page story reading scared hand grip tight crossing street teaching hands putting school shoes on nervous feet cheering hands for the brave confident soul waving hands for the loved leaving the fold holding hands tears come fast through cold bed rails for the last
I'm truly just super nice and I pay the price I'm blessed with generosity without reciprocity I hold no malice with your ego palace and in the end you are still my friend
Your hurtful words root deep in my mind The hate and resent strangle and wind Love's seed struggles to sprout Searching to breathe, for a way out Fighting against the belittling assaults That blames and forever sees faults My blooms find the warm light Grows and chokes your evil blight
happiness for the vengeful is added from the suffering of another, turning a cheek reduces suffering by half, add love to both sides of the equation and happiness is doubled and suffering equals zero
suppose we were as wine differences, yours and mine confidence of a Cab strong seductive as Muscat's song Merlot's slight temper swings the warmth Shiraz brings Pinot's finicky fickle mood and Zinf's friendly attitude Malbec's soft kiss on the cheek Tempra's velvet dress so sleek Chard always has a smile Sauvi is forever in style
your memory hunts me like the hungry tigress creeping through the tall grass silent invisible care---ful---ly stepping eyes focused claws hold and fangs stab then the words of the love song bleed warm from my neck
Love doesn't need sight or sound soft touch or seed in ground the finest waft of smell or coolest water from well kind words or smiles fake it only needs removal of hate