Friday, July 20, 2007
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Just as the soft rains fill the streams, pour into the rivers, and join together in the oceans,so may the power of every moment of your goodnessflow forth to awaken and heal all beings--those here now, those gone before, those yet to come.
By the power of every moment of your goodness,may your heart's wishes be soon fulfilledas completely shining as the bright full moon, as magically as by a wish-fulfilling gem.
By the power of every moment of your goodness,may all dangers be averted and all disease be gone.May no obstacle come across your way.May you enjoy fulfillment and long life.
For all in whose heart dwells respect,who follow the wisdom and compassion, of the Way,may your life prosper in the four blessings of old age, beauty, happiness and strength.
This night I am inconsolable as the world around me becomes to much to bare. Demons come out to crush my heart again. I feel hopeless and retreat to the safety of my beautiful garden.
I feel to lost to come back into the world so I watch from the other side. It is in these times of sorrow that I don't want your comforting touch. I just need to be left alone to sit quietly in the dark...
Please don't dream of me tonight fore you will not feel my comforting touch, nor my tender embrace of love. Just let me surround myself with shadows and let my heart break for one night. Don't try to save me when I can't be saved. Keep your tender words for another night when the tides of my heart have changed and my soul flows the other way...
But until that time remember I love you. You are the keeper of my heart but for the moment love is not my friend. Your tender touch and sweetest smile are like a poison to my aching soul. So let me be. Let me sit alone in the dark and find comfort in my forgotten world...
I will bandage my heart with solitude and dry my tears with time. I know that you will understand. I will return because I am hope, I will emerge from these shadows and once again sit on your pillow. I will watch that cherished smile glistening across your sweet tender face as you search for me in your dreams...
Angel Feathers Tickle Me
Sunday, July 01, 2007
Perfect love is rare indeed - for to be a lover
will require that you
continually have the subtlety of the very wise,
the flexibility of the child,
the sensitivity of the artist,
the understanding of the philosopher,
the acceptance of the saint,
the tolerance of the scholar
and the fortitude of the certain.
Angel Feathers Tickle Me