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i am
exhausted
my heart
grows weary
morning
noon and
night
anger jealously and hurt
come
to feed on this
weakened muscle
and this
tired soul
they leave nothing but
scraps of guilt
in
their gluttonous wake
i am exhausted
my heart grows weary
morning noon and night
i think i shall plant Love
in
this broken heart and weeping soul
we’ll see how they like feeding on that!
how can i, my love
define this friendship?
how can words
no matter their arrangement,
in all their
beauty, their splendor
their juiciness
how can any word
bring witness or testify
to the truth
of
you and me?
let us
throw away all words, friend
my love
for all fall short of
two who share
one heart
there is, my friend
a gentle breeze
that silently teases
my heart
whenever your words
pass by
would you do me a favor?
and
speak to me,
once again…
i bury myself deep
within
this bed of grief
wildly wrapping myself
in
sheets of anger and hurt
twisted and tangled
in
despair
memory washes over me
in
waves
uprooting these shallow feet
my breath barely escaping
this
heavily weighted chest
Oh!
To clear this crowded mind
and
reclaim this broken heart!
i stand naked in the desert
waiting
for Love to surprise me…
how many times can this heart break?
i feel there’s no more room for wounds.
and yet my heart opens a bit more, once again, in defiance.
ready to hurt.
ready to love.
such a strange, hopeful little muscle.
in my anger
i became a ghost
in your Love
i became human
i have been so greatly blessed these past few weeks. a dear friend whom i only met a year ago, but most certainly have known for lifetimes, has been in town working on a show.
he is without a doubt one of the most beautiful people i have been gifted with having in my life. his soul and his heart breathe love into life.
resting in the gratitude of having him near for this short time, i remembered a piece i wrote to him on a card for his birthday this past year. i found a rough draft in my journal and i was taken with how much i felt this writing was for me, for all of us. i have adapted it here to share with him and myself once again and for all of you for the first time.
peace and love!
~ j
this is our calling, this is our task
to Love
without reservation
without hesitation
with complete openness
and
passion
without security
with fearlessness
this is our calling
this is our task
may you, dear friends
be
successful in transforming
this world
with your Love and your Peace
you have, dear friends
already
awakened my life from this
dark sleep
with your Love and your Peace
like the flowers
that slowly rise from their winter sleep
does my Love for you, dear friend
Awaken within my heart with silent certainty
Love
as surely as the Sun sets
with the Moon as its dressing
as surely as the Sun rises
with a brand new blessing
each day reveals Love
ancient ways
truths foretold
starry skies
tales of Old
building blocks
we grow on and on
silent rocks
we stand upon
be true to Self
journey each day
do nothing irrelevant
Wholeness is The Way
like the mystics before
or the telling Runes we see
Life isn’t for the inactive
it isn’t passive to just “Be”
