RUMOURS


Loving you is so sweet and easy until they come round
and try so hard to grind us down, nipping and fucking
with our minds, and tring to twist hearts and break souls.

tempered and with tenacity, stay focused and true to the journey
of Love as this path is walked, straight to you, waiting there all my life for me to find.

those who know us rejoice and those who dont, who have judged and erred in their understanding slip to the wayside of friends lost....sigh wish it didnt happen.

that in finally finding happiness, two of us should be targets of anger amd falsehoods, from those who shared the same dream as we, till we found it for real.

so in your anger and blaming and I suppose, yep, inner pain ..
take a moment to reconcile and balance your heart before lashing out
with lies or rumours.

rumours, yeah they hurt, more than you can imagine. for in saying them the spaces within your pain are seen, and in walking away in anger, it saddens us to see you stay lost in pain, and just dreams.

for most here see it as more pain, self inflicted and torn
inside, scarred and bleeding from a life past, locked within it.
where is the graciousness in that?

for in being safe, and in risk aversion, love will never be found,
so leap the gorges of your fears, abandoned and left behind, follow your heart first , and let your mind catch up, for then Love may win.

time is short. so, what are you saving yourself for?


Pilgrim


FULL CIRCLE


Patterns in Life circle around us, conjuring up visions and dreams,
and nightmares at times as the mysteries and myths of existence are unravelled, like a strand of wool, by a kitten.

Beginning and ending as dust and spirit, the cycle of being is a chain of experiences and learning, which in the end bring us to the same common ground.

A family entered and loved, then going on to seek and repeat the deed, time marches on and through our lives on its way to eternity, with little regard for whatever destiny we may have chose.

Love circles, sometimes as a vulture waiting for a carcass on which to renew, or as eagles soar, masters within their element. And on rare occasion, as doves, forever bonded as one.

Yes , of all the patterns we feel in Life, circles remain
ever present in every aspect that touches each of our domains,
not once or twice, but time and time again.

Courtship, with another , and marriage too, tho sometimes wrecked
circle thru a myriad of steps, a maze that at first glance
would confuse, but upon reflection, be just a process.

Where circles e'er repeat themselves like a CD with a skip.
Kisses and smiles and much more, love O's, that emit emotion
and beckon another to us as mate.

Relationships, that blossom and flourish, renewed by the continual giving back, circling into each other daily over the span of time, or which, left unattended, can wither, and fall from the vine.

Try again , after a love lost, you say? Hell, seems t'would be safer to circle just into oneself, a ball tightly wound, protecting one's ego from pain, and in that process, repelling true love waiting.

To close and stay is to end the circle, and die inside. So I choose to stay open and stride on, facing pain and sorrow and seeking, yearning for a new tomorrow, somewhere out there, with my name upon it.

So if i stop and say hello to you, what will you choose to do?
Non-committal and nonchalent, we might chat and just move on. Or perhaps take a risk and open up, who knows, I might be your one.

Who would circle around you and draw you out, into the open spaces
where there might be a chance that romance for your being and a dance for Life together ensue.

Circles in Life and Love, yeah. For in risking all and falling, to risk again, and again is to have learned to live and experience a joy that far outpaces the pain. So , I choose to waltz. Will You?


Pilgrim

FLIGHT OF HEART, TIME TO MIND

airborne, flying midst the clouds, time to contemplate the sate of my life, i began to meditate and set myself straight, is the present, aimed at the future. changes weather my life, storms and calms roll in abd buffett my heart's journey, as i settle on where i am, let alone am headed.

presence of everyday life renewed, floating here closer to god .. is he up here?...serenity abounds and surrounds me as i search my soul to find the way to follow my heart, today, into the future. questions
pondered, answers sought to clear my path, as i seek the journey that is mone. i am a pilgrim, wandering and feeling free and trusting in my life's walk. calmed i as who am i? and she? is this real, can it be? is this the healing for my heart?

pausing to reflect and probe my heart, value teasting what i feel and think.... well issues of trust, faith, love, and pace each take a place in my reflections up here in that space where angels reside.
damn, i trust her soul, easily, and welcome the simplisity and steadiness she showers me with. how can it be that two of us, miles apart, feel and like the same things? a touch, a friend , and family. no anger...only honest concerns , talked and resolved in peace, yeah, that attracts me. shared and open, mirrored back, accepted, the building of hearts is underway, as blocks of reality settle into place.

and so, i rest here on the clouds, skies opened over a beautiful valley, carved between mountains and a lake, as i look outside the window of my soul over the wings that carry me this day. calmed and at peace, i felt heart and mind were instep and agreement. and so to here i go.....no more questions.


LINKED

talking with you settles my soul as sweetly and simply you relate straight and open , sighs and smiles...a maybe too, a hint of how you feel. the time is near with you, and i feel surety and loyalty coming.



PRECIPICE

hand in hand walking thru life together, clearing days and thoughts,
never about the weather. assuring each other at times, or being
carried, just being myself and accepted, as i do you.

trust in me, keep and build the faith in us, as we move to a space of real love, not just words on a screen...but talk and sight and touch that lets us leap the gorge from affection to love, never ending.

is their risk? yeah, leap the space, or stay in the grips of the past. the present is here, the precipice near, and and do we stretch and jump? well that is what it will take to carry the present to our future.

take my hand? let's jump together....



HERE I AM

The world is such a strange place, its spectrum running from
wondrous and beautiful ... to being cruel and so screwed up

look at ourselves? this world is so damn hard at times that in fear
and a bizarre comfort with our unhappiness, solace is found with that
sadness, and one gets used to it, accepting less than could be, locked into one's life pattern.

well i am your one, the best damn man ro enter your life. please ,
dont let me walk on by....

WATERSHED


lovebursts, shooting forth emotion boiling over
as one opens their will to love again
eciting to witness, let alone partake
hearts fired from embers emerge
and overtake the fears of riskingto love again.

scary and exhilerating, tingles and tremblings at once
is it tension, or apprehension that is felf, or more?
running for too long from love, too tired, weakening
could it be i was nistaken?

how good the dance, and the risk of romance felt
yet one more time, warmth and softness comforting
it just feels so right, these hearts that chime together
a lifebond in the sights, is this the one? am i done?
i hope with all my might

believe and love, take this chance...
or leave and run. renew the dance with fear?
no more i sy....i like it here, with you

Power of Friendship

Never underestimate the power of your actions. One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.



As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him.

So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives." He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.

I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried his books.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle,the more I liked him.
And my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Damn boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.

Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous.

Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach... but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."

I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."

I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and Dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture
you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. Fate puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for good in others.
Smile

Solace for a Friend

There are days ... nights too .. when we find ourselves blue, down and out from events or wishes or sadnesses that creep ... sometimes rush into our view. We react by rearing and reeling back our feelings and thoughts, guarding those safe places within our soul and heart ... trying to cope, struggling for hope, seeking a faith to pull us thru.

Alone in a struggle, lost in a crowd, it seems no one cares enough to say out loud ... that you are a good person, who cares and gives meaning to others in Life, who also have pain and feeling. A difference you make in the lives around you, and funny it may seem, to those here too. Looking for words that would touch our places, conjuring tears, and put smiles on our faces.

Know this my friend, when a space will allow you .. that some of us care and find joy while around you. See, you deserve our good thinking, our thoughts and our prayers ... for wanted or not we do and still dare to wish you happinees , mirth , and joy will abound and flourish round you nomatter where ... you are.

So talk to us, listen and relate to us please, when times are so high or bring you to your knees. alone we can flounder, stumble and fall ... while with friends we can handle, overcome any wall of fear and deep sadness that beckons or calls. May you find some solace in knowing our thoughts, we are fond of you, and would undo the knots that tie up your heart.



Pilgrim