A heart that loves

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.

Being and Empath

I’d rather

lose

myself

than see you

lose

in life.

I’d rather

be the one

crying

than see you

hurt.

And no,

this is not

a love poem.

“You”

are the one reading

this poem

and everyone

who is not.

You see,

if it is my

pain,

it is mine

to heal.

If it is your

pain,

it is still mine

but not mine

to heal.

Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal

Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal,

We learn to understand

That everything is touched by time

And time must run its course.

Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal,

We carry our souls like a torch.

We mind our spark, we balm our wounds,

We bring our courage forth.

And when time is right we rise again

To reclaim our newfound worth.

Still the Love in your Heart

Still the love in your heart, make it real quiet,
So that it doesn’t go to waste.
Throw it not into the chasm of self-doubt.
I am here, your dance partner
On unsolid surface.
We’ll pedal together despite our spindly legs,
We’ll wobble on blessings if we have to
But we’ll never quite aim
for the river bank.