The odd time
I dream of You
You are there
With others
Sometimes you see me
Almost always, you avoid me
The odd time
You are kind to me
A warm Truth on another plain
A warm smile on a neutral Terrain
We call the Higher Self
I wake with a gentle feeling
A Knowing
A Gift
As though I've felt the real You
An Inner Depth
Uncommon and Beautiful
I Reflect and Connect
A slight twinge of Joy
Emerges from my chest
Purrs wishfully
Words that say
Peace between us
Can still be
And then quite suddenly unpleasant memories rush me
Wrong action
That destroyed
Possibilites
Wrong Words
Wrong Time
The same old Circular Reference
Plaguing all logic
And all relationships
There were a few awkward moments
(seriously, we can smile about it now, can't we?)
Unnamable errors in judgement
The mathematical and Emotional problem of it
Is that - it simply can't be solved...
...Not with your Final Words
To end all calculation
Drawing only one conclusion
Yes, I remember your final words
Echoes of Shame
Still felt
These many years later
At how I made you feel
At the reflection I saw
In the cracked mirror of my-Self
A Monster
…The Beast that Beauty could not Love
Or rather
Would not Love (we are not all meant to be)
I am sorry I drew panic from you, that you felt fear because of me
I am sorry I could not rise above my own wonder
Of You
(our stars collided so ungracefully, could any good have come from it? I'd like to believe so.)
I am Human
I am ever looking to the Divine for help
Especially since I fuck up Big
Understand
I will not be sorry forever, it's time to move on
Happy Birthday
I know I'm a little late
But I don't care
(I know you don't care - and that's okay)
This is the Year of New Beginnings
I wish You all the Best
May this Beginning rival all those before it
To All my Heartists, Warriors of Love...it is time to walk together in a new way. Time to gather each other beyond sad, stagnant and barren fields where we lost our last battle. It is time we see fear and sadness in each other's eyes and respond with Love and kindness. We bleed the same. We cry for the same reasons. Our hopes and fears are the same. Isn't it time we Love ourselves so we can Love each other? It's time.
I remain,
Lesley
Hallelujah Heartist
