Tag Archives for love

the sun and the moon

Sometimes I feel like we are the sun and the moon,
chasing each other around the curve of the earth,
occupying the same sky for only short moments as one fades into slumber as the other gathers strength to rise,
always separated by long hours and the turning distance of the world…

Am I the moon? waxing and waning, quiet and feminine?
And you the sun? with your impressive brilliance, untamed energy and masculinity?
Though, other times, it could be the opposite…
your desire to hide your face and ability to sit in the darkness…
and me, who does not know how to sleep, or how to hold back…

Perhaps it is impossible to know who is who until we are able to gaze at each other, face to face, in the same sky…

Perhaps we are merely fixed points, cycling through different costumes and roles as we whirl across the heavens…

Perhaps there is nothing more separating us than the hesitation to reach across the distance and open fully to the other…

Perhaps it is only a dream…

waking or sleeping…

a fantasy of desire…

the fire inside

I wish I could adequately describe the way it is when this feeling floods into me and every petty, small, singular part of me is overpowered and washed away with such love and admiration for this experience of the world that I can barely string words together to attempt to show you the exquisite truth of it all.

How to encompass so much wonder…how to connect the fire of you to it…

I doubt I’ve managed to succeed yet, but I’m going to to keep trying because everyone should to get to know what this feels like.

For A, For Everyone

My dear friend,

I want you to wake up in the morning and wrap your arms around your body and give it thanks for all that it does in carrying you through this life. Love it for how selflessly it enables you to be here in this world. 

I want you to stand in front of the mirror and look yourself in the eyes and say I love you. I love you. I love you, until you believe it. 

And then keep saying it. Everyday. 

I see you so often calling out to the whole world to love you, to validate you, but no one else can do that for you but you. 

No one else can do that for you but you. 

You can do this. 

You are immeasurable and I long to see you love yourself as only you are capable of. 

Love,

K

To the young boy who thought it was just a joke

May we all come to see all life as valuable. ALL LIFE. Whether of different gender or color or creed or culture or two legs or four legs or no legs. ALL. LIFE. IS. VALUABLE. and worth cherishing and nurturing and celebrating. All of it.

Violence in your thoughts leads to violence in your mind leads to violence in your words leads to violence in your actions leads to encouraging others to follow the same ways of violence. Even if you are not raising your fists against another, thinking and speaking towards them with violence is still acting with the same intent as if you were. You have the choice and the ability to bring what you want into this word and your actions and your thoughts matter. They matter very much and they do make a big difference.
Please stop the violence.
Please stop the violence.
Please stop the violence.

The train

I arrive in this day in it’s beginning.
My eyes open in this day in this land
before you have laid your heads down
to sleep yesterday, my friends.

We are cresting the wave of this dawn
in a slow-rolling train
fueled by the back-breaking sawahs,
the burning of plastic-filled trash,
the rivers choked with refuse,
the dishonorable care of animals,
the shouting loudspeakers to God,
the staticky vibrations of places
never empty of people.

My friends,
the veil of wealth is clouding our eyes.
We think we are at the forefront of the wave,
but in reality
we are at the rear of the train
being propelled forward by the advancing heaviness of multitudes.

We cannot reach the new day without encompassing all of this in love.

Prayer for the world Nov 13th, 2015

May we all stop believing that violence of any kind is ever an acceptable response to anything. 

May we all stop perpetuating the limiting beliefs that keep us separate from each other, that keep us from acknowledging that we are all people living this life here on this earth together. 

May we all forgive and love ourselves and each other without restriction. 

May we all find peace together. 

November 6, 2013

I want there to be
no restrictions
that impede the flow
of this heart-tide
between you and me.
I want the encircling
heaven of your arms
to be my day’s destination
and my place.
To have the joyful ease
of this communion
between us
multiply with prosperity
and color
all the future distance
of our path
in golden richness.
May the truth
and love
and beauty
in our hearts
awaken to each others
and may we assist
each other
to achieve our
highest calling
and greatest good.

Perhaps we are stars

Are you a vortex of time?
Or is it that we create one when we are together,
our unification opening gateways impossible to access alone?

It moves differently with us, surely.

Perhaps we are stars on long orbits
dancing across the heavens
of the world’s great dream.

Perhaps it is only my heart
so full of joy
it goes to pieces
at your proximity,
scattering stardust out
beyond human measurement.

Beloved, come back

Beloved,
tell me how it is you come to me.
Tell me what it is that calls you,
so that I may make it happen again,
with intention.

Last time you stayed for three whole days
and put me so ablaze with bliss
I was afraid I would start fires
merely by feeling joy at the reflection of you
in everything around me!
Just as I was beginning to figure out how to put ecstasy
into words that others might understand,
that night,
you slipped away while I was sleeping.
As always,
you left without word of when
you will be back,
so that I must look to find
the glimmer of you
through the weeds & the shadows
& in the shifting pattern of things around me.

Beloved, come back!
I am tinder waiting for
the spark of your touch
to become again a joyful conflagration
that paints the whole sky
with the colors of your love.

Kissing the sky

Right now I cannot distinguish
between loving you
or loving God more.
All that is clear is how
every second of my existence
longs to stand on that mountaintop
among the windswept trees
with the hair brushed from my face
so that nothing
lies between me
and kissing the sky
with my whole being.