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friends.

 I wish I understood
these things called friendship.

how can they mean
so many things
to so many people?

what does it mean to nurture one
in your eyes? In my eyes?
i dont know.


i believe in you.
i trust you to be my friend.
to love me as such.
to trust me too.

i don't need that proven in any way.

when i miss you i will call you
when you miss me i expect to hear from you
when you need me i'll be there, always
that's a guarantee.

yet for some reason more is needed
time and schedules and promises
that I'm afraid of breaking.
please don't assume me to
knowingly hurt you.
I'd never do that.
you're my friend.

yet still you are hurt
and i wish i understood
but i don't
and i won't.
i wish you could accept me for who i am
and not ask anything more.

that's what friends do.
right? 

dreams

i had a dream about you
the other night.
you came and sat beside my bed
and the room was full of light

the other night
i saw you come
and the room was full of light
we spoke of things that had not yet begun

I saw you come
I told you what i knew
we spoke of things that had not yet begun
things I was yet to make true

I told you what I knew
though you seemed so far away
things i was yet to make true
though you could go, or stay

though you seemed so far away
you were still a friend to me
thought you could go, or stay
we were happy just to be

you were still a friend to me
though we were separate, you and i
we were happy just to be
even though something beautiful had died

though we were separate, you and i
i believed we could be as one
even though something beautiful had died
I believed new love had sprung

I believed we could be as one
though never in the same way
I believed new love had sprung
reaching for the dreamlight of the day

though never in the same way
I know we'll continue to dance
reaching for the dreamlight of the day
without the passion of romance

I know we'll continue to dance
to our own steps, 3, 4,
without the passion of romance
and never ask for more

I had a dream about you
and it told me all will be well
I trust in us to make all things right
this is the truth that I will tell.

tight rope tumblers

sometimes I really wonder
about the tie of my heart to yours
and if something dances along that tight rope
that I just don't want to see.

Some shimmering waving beauty
that leaps and twirls with grace
and longs to draw my eyesight
but I turn myself away

yet with every turn away
I get wrapped up in the string
and the space between us closes
and I find you are all I see.

But, I could be wrong
and playing tricks with my own heart
still, its nice to find me next to you
and you tied up in me

Thoughts

I want to run
I want to move
I want to breathe
I want to love
I want to see
I want to know
I want to be
I want to laugh
I want to cry
I want to sleep
I want to feel
I want to let go
I want to have faith
I want I want I want...

can't I just stop thinking of me?

You are a breathless beauty
tantalizing, capturing my mind
I wonder why you were brought into my life
so pure and true
leaving me wondering why I stand here at all
when all I should do is fall into your light
and yet, when I fall, I fall into darkness
and wonder how I ended up here, and where you went.
yet still I am drawn to you, always drawn to you.

can't I just stop thinking of you?

a gift

 I remember you
you live within my heart
and sometimes catch my breath
as only you can

I wonder if you remember me
and if there is any sense of fondness
or if I am a shadow in your mind
you wish to leave to darkness

whatever I may be to you
you are brilliance in my sight
I wish I could give you to love
you so willingly once bestowed upon me

meditation

 

I have ridden the waves of emotion!

and have found myself surrounded by the great seas

of pain, of anger, of love, and loneliness

and now, wearied from my travels

and the tossing of the ocean's embrace

I arrive, safe and with faith

in the haven of love

at the refuge of joy

Opium

You are my opium

My lovely little drug

Destroying me with your beauty

Intoxicating me with your will

How you draw me in

Even from so far

One look

One glance

And so I am breathless

Undermined by my desire

And weak for your words

Come to me

Let me drink you in

Draw you dry into my soul

Where you may live forever

Killing me from inside

And making me belong to you

And you alone.

untold

Did you know
That every time I talk to you
My vision turns upside down
And I am left in a world
Where I am holding a paintbrush
And my only desire is to paint for you
The most beautiful picture the world
Has ever known.
And I am left with such untold joy
That my throat aches with the desire
To sing for you
The most wonderful song the world
Has yet to hear

My fingers twitch to write for you
Poetry beyond words
My body longs to dance for you
Steps that don’t touch floors

 But I know that you’re not here with me
And you’re seeing a different world
So paint brush and pen drop to the ground
There is no song to dance to
And I keep my joy inside myself
And wish that you could see
How beautiful this world
has finally turned out to be.

Path of God

O wayfarer in the path of God! Take thou thy portion of the ocean of His grace, and deprive not thyself of the things that lie hidden in its depths. Be thou of them that have partaken of its treasures. A dewdrop out of this ocean would, if shed upon all that are in the heavens and on the earth, suffice to enrich them with the bounty of God, the Almighty, the All-Knowing, the All-Wise. With the hands of renunciation draw forth from its life-giving waters, and sprinkle therewith all created things, that they may be cleansed from all man-made limitations and may approach the mighty seat of God, this hallowed and resplendent Spot.

                                                                                                           (Baha'u'llah, Gleanings from the Writings of Baha'u'llah, p. 279)

Oh my Beloved

how I beg for Thee

to be the centre of

my thoughts and doings

That I may forever rest my eye

upon the Supreme Horizon

And to follow the Path

You have laid before my feet.

Though it be stony

give me no rest

I yearn to walk upon its dust

that I might gain

but one step closer to Thee

to feel the warmth of Your light

and the coolness of Your breeze

to never be blinded or made deaf

by the gales of tribulation

and the anguish of this world's plight

Allow me to heade Your call

Allow me to follow Your path

Oh my Beloved my Beloved

Open my heart to Thee

and Thee alone

Allow me to see no other

as I tread this path of stone.

Transformation

When my thoughts turn to you

they transform.

The world of cement and stone

turns to waterfalls and cool grass

where I may listen to nature's music.

I sit and drink in the rushing sounds

of wind and whispering waters

and all I can bring to mind

is His Merciful love and compassion

causing Him to give us such a world.

 

When my thoughts turn to you

they transform.

All I can do is sit within

that shimmering world of wonders

and pray to our Beloved

pray that we may be near Him

and that He may shelter us from storm.

Pray that He will hear our praise of His Glory

and though it is no equal to His beauty

That we might shine with His light.

 

When my thoughts turn to you

they transform.

And my world belongs to God

and to God alone.

May my thoughts continue to turn to you

and out friendship continue on this path

that we may sing of His love

and turn all thoughts to God

so that all of the world

may transform.

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