This
Is love
This
This, conversation with a friend
This smile in their eye
That somehow sends
A message for a feather somewhere, to bend
And unfold...
This
Love
This
Growing older
This new line on my face
Is part of my map for tracing
The picture of what I've learned so far
And so I
Hold it up to the sun
To show her how far I've come
And as I do
Somewhere,
Another feather comes undone...
For this
Is love
This
Up past midnight
This moonbeam smile
Mysteriously crescent
And glowing from holding
You tight
While understanding
That this just might
Be the only night you are with me
And in recognising this
Letting you go
And loving the moment
For everything it is
And for everything is, as it should be...
Here,
"Trust the life"
I heard her whisper to me
This
Love
This, now rolling down my cheek
This silent language we all speak
In the quiet tongues of the heart
And unbridled now
Is my heart
No longer cradled
As those feathers finally expand and part
Moved by the formless hands of
This
Passion
This
Joy
This
Love
This
Is flying.
This little blog right here, is simply an exploration of my own human 'design' and a means of trying to express its reason for being! I don't know about you, but I'm curious. Curious about trying, and seeing what happens. Each day is an opportunity to try and align ourselves with our own basic goodness. Every situation, person we meet, is our teacher, our guide to learning and becoming more aware of ourselves. The signposts pointing us toward fulfillment of our reason for being, are all out there. It's simply up to us whether we open our hearts to them. Only we can decide whether or not we try. But life ain't fun if you don't try, so seek, explore, and be eternally curious about the life you've obtained. Be your own adventurer and you will find, there really is 'bien raison d'être' - much reason for being.
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