Unconditional Love

Unconditional Love surpasses time and space and is meant to expand beyond a person’s tiny interior space and limited time. Do not be selfish with it.

Your life is an experience. The quality of your experience is created by your perception of memories, moments, and movement. How can you experience love without the risk of pain? How can you appreciate the beauty of moments without knowing where you’ve been and not knowing where you will go? Don’t allow the fear of pain, fear of change, fear of loss, to hinder your experience.

Love’s impact is not to control or to hold on to pain inflicted by circumstance, but for you to release and marvel in its infinite magnitude. Holding on weighs you down. When you let go of everything you realize… only love stays…

ReFLEXion: Fake or Flawed?

People love to throw the word “fake” around when criticizing another’s behavior. But, any person, even ones “true” to themself, will still be a person with many flaws. And, a flawed person can be construed in many shades to an onlooker.

When we deem someone “fake” based off of own reflected flaws, aren’t we also judging ourselves?

Aren’t labels, in general, just divisions?

Will Love Win?

Will love win?

Or is the World too far gone?

Inside, we scream to be free.

But, the excavation of our little treasures,

the moment they touch the air,

deteriorate and diminish.

 

Will love win?

Or are we all too damaged?

Our broken cords fray and spark,

desperate to find a source.

But our depleted energy

can’t keep a connection charged.

 

Will love win?

Or will insecurities blanket truth?

Until we suffocate our vulnerability

into a comfortably deadened youth.

 

Will love win?

We forge a life surrounded by shards of glass.

If we move, we bleed.

If we look, we see.

So, we shrink into our own confining space

until we wake up and realize

we need to break out of this place.

 

Will love win?

Or will another detrimental cycle begin?

To Heart

This Poem place as a semi-finalist in the William Faulkner- William Wisdom Creative writing contest last year. Just not getting around to posting it on here!

 

To Heart

Heart to heart can be so free.
To brave a chance to inspire thee.
The crimson beam that lights the sea,
Plants, the world, a tiny seed.

If this bud decides to see,
It fans open a timid peek.
And at dawn, gets drawn beneath
the breaking water surface deep.

Heart to heart can beat in sync
Or bloom a gentle melody.
Dancing up and down the key
plays, in part, a symphony.

The scarlet bird, if strikes, may bleed
But births a song, it sings to me.
Calls, who hears, an awakening.
Far more, a peaceful harmony.

Apart to heart — above and beneath,
Frees a flow that runs through me.
And if the trickle becomes a stream
It brings renewing energy.

‘Tis Death which makes all life complete.
A truth, in part, a mystery.
And where the two will surely meet,
Heart to heart, a perfect greet.

A Time for Change

There is no going back. No matter the inconvenience for you, or worse, the fear. You must go on. The world has its hills and valleys — the fresh and the putrid. It’s a rising and falling tide — powerless to the change in direction. And that time always comes. But, desire for control is detrimental only in the inability to see beauty in design. And power, ultimately, can be redirected in purpose. Change comes. Let it.

Masks

A true connection is precious. Stay true.

Alone

Alone. A loner. I fear, I have no home. A safe place to roam. I pace but don’t go. The Earth is just a loan.

For Who?

You spend a million moments

wrestling the truth.

Or waste away a thousand wonders

reflecting on your youth.

Regrets fall flat; forget all that.

A search can birth a blossom.

Bud a bloom, a youthful you,

And touch so much; the possible.

*

You tend to gaze at your own life

through a one-side point-of-view.

Or dig in depths to find the words

when the point is far and through.

You mean so well. You prob’ly know.

It’s more like, “What to do?”

A constant tear and nagging fear.

A dull and digging gloom.

*

Pretend the world was built for more,

but together it dies too.

A season comes, grows, changes, goes,

and maybe, so do you.

But time can race or stop or slow.

It’s more like, “For who?”

A question. A forward quest in thought,

an answer part of you.

 

ReFLEXion: Smile

Self-reflection is great! But don’t let your life mission be: To find yourself. It should not be a one person pursuit and struggle. The act of finding yourself should always be pursued through others and for others. They need you and you them.  Keep it simple. Strive to put a smile on a face. Be a mirror to reflect a positive image of themselves. They will always smile if they see the light someone else points out. They will always need the reassurance and confidence. This little gesture can make a HUGE difference. And someday, when you need it the most, you will see a reflection back to you from someone else.

You are amazing. You are unique. Let your light shine!

Life is Cycles

Life is cycles — various and intertwining. Hang-ups create cycles, until dealt with, you ride. They can run smoothly or hit each other along the way. They continue, end and start over. You create your destiny by dealing or not dealing with yourself.

Your destiny is worth the attention.

1. Pay attention to your surroundings. Are you uncomfortable with the decision you make? Can you envision an ideal place of comfort?
2. Pay attention to your actions. Are you doing what compels you/ propels you? Or simply what everyone else is doing, because they are doing it.
3. Pay attention to your words. Words speak loudly and harshly sometimes. But words also have the power to speak to a person’s heart. The breath from a spoken word has the potential to breathe life. Sometimes, a whisper to a friend is more powerful than a clap for comfort.

Find the patterns in your hang-ups to adjust them. Find what piece of you needs attention. And, if your words can speak power, God’s words can move mountains. Have faith in God’s perfect plan and timing.