The rain has merged into solitude
The moon stares straight into dawn
Like a an anchored searchlight.
The wet wind has frozen the lines
Around his unchanged laughter
Reaching for me in his sleep;
An extension of his dream
Searching for a bare shore
Where troubled waves
Can merge into the familiar crescendo
Of sand and sea.
Spasms of misfit stars
Rise above well placed
Constellations.
Feathered things sway
in the light.
Parts of planets
Live in me
Waiting for my love
To be fixed.
Hopeful energy is supportive and promotes a feeling of happiness. Let worries from the past fade away and focus on the good qualities in others and openly share your gratitude with them. This is the perfect time to be grateful for all the gifts in your life. Gratitude generates the feeling of goodwill and love. Feel encouraged by the kindness of good people and celebrate the potential of prayers being answered. Know that appreciation will decrease your stress and change the way you look at the world.
The way your parents loved you is the way you learn to love yourself. A part of growing up is learning to take care of yourself like your parents took care of you when you were little. Unfortunately not everyone was cared for and loved they way they needed to, and this is often reflected in the way they later take care of and love themselves.
The photo is a black and white photo of two “Morning Glory” just sprouted.
We borrowed our history,
collaging it together to create
a more appropriate narrative
where the building blocks
were cut from books we read
and movies we watched together.
We pretended to exist on a plane
where we cast no shadows,
existing only in fragments of time
skipping like a dreamscape
from narrative to narrative.
Falling in love is like
losing yourself
in someone else’s
heart,
only to find
a different version
of yourself
there,
beautified beyond
recognition.
It is only when we
learn
to love
the ugliness
within,
accepting that the
beast
is just another form of
beauty
hiding behind
self-loathing
and insecurity
that we can become
a whole rose
again
with days and days of
wild blooming
ahead of us.
Sometimes
your soul
ripples
through
your skin
and makes
landfall
on the shores
of another’s
heart.
A heart that loves
fiercely
breaks
ten times
during a day.
A heart that loves
faithfully
mends
ten times
during a day.
A heart that loves
unconditionally
becomes
a patchwork
of joys
and sorrows
with seams
of glowing stiches
sown together
by the resilient
soul.
Without
the heartbreaks
there would be
no healing,
without
healing
there would be no
glowing seams
uniquely crisscrossing
the living heart.
