" he breathes into my ear
until my soul
takes on his fragrance.
he is the soul of my soul;
how can I escape?
but why would any soul in this world
want to escape from the beloved?
he will melt your pride
making you thin as a strand of hair,
yet do not trade, even for both worlds,
one strand of his hair.
we search for him here and there
while looking right at him.
sitting by his side we ask,
"o beloved, where is the beloved?"
enough with such questions!
let silence take you to the core of life.
all your talk is worthless
when compared to one whisper
of the beloved!"
(~ rumi ~)
" la-fawnduh is *the* best thing that has ever happened to me. I'm 100% positive she's my soul mate. don't worry
napoleon, I'm sure there's a babe out there for you too. peace out. "
( kip, from "napoleon dynamite")
oh, how I gaze
" ignorant before the heavens of my life,
I stand and gaze in wonder. oh the vastness
of the stars. their rising and descent. how still.
as if I didn't exist. do I have any
share in this? have I somehow dispensed with
their pure effect? does my blood's ebb and flow
change with their changes? let me put aside
every desire, every relationship
except this one, so that my heart grows used to
its farthest spaces. better that it live
fully aware, in the terror of its stars, than
as if protected, soothed by what is near. "
(~ rainer maria rilke ~)
you dry my tears...
I gaze in wonder,
" yeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell
when ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
yeah, I been thinkin' about my doorbell
(lyrics to "my doorbell", the white stripes)
for all of this --
the good, the bad, the outrageous, the impossible,
the ridiculous, the beautiful, the bittersweet,
the heartwarming, the heartbreaking,
the up, the down, the sideways,
the 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round --
for all of this,
I am grateful...
this is life.
and this one
" I have had prayers answered -
most strangely so sometimes - but I think
our heavenly father's loving-kindness
has been even more evident
in what he has refused me. "
(~ lewis carroll ~)
I kick back
my own rule
of "no tv in bed"
in a dream last night,
she laughed while pumping up
the blood pressure cuff around my arm
then her eyes widened,
taking the reading
her laugh turned to silence
as she looked directly into my eyes
"where have you been?"
she asked, almost breathless
my eyes filled with tears
everything became blurry
" I honestly don't know."
you probably don't realize this, but
I have a story to tell you
I can't tell this story yet
I want to...
but, it's too new,
too much "here".
too much still "with me"
pride isn't silencing me
nor lack of humility...
the constant lack
have stolen me
they came and robbed me blind...
and left me with nothing but
a story to tell
I will tell you
I hope to be able
it's too soon...
it will forever be
I can't help but wonder...
"send me a picture..."
maybe this is not what you wanted...
maybe it's not what you asked for,
hoped for, or
wished to see...
this is me
where I am,
how I am,
what I am
I miss you
in this moment,
I am thinking of how beautiful it feels
to be close to you...
how much fun I have
playing with you...
how sweet it is
to be loved by you
"send me a picture..."
here is your picture, my love