If loving you meant I had to always give you my all
then my love will never be enough to satisfy you,
and if being with you meant I had to be something I’m not
then the love we share is not love at all.
Love is a word so often used but often misconstrued.
It shines bright and its rays can feel warm and radiating
but if its not mutual and respectful
those rays can be overwhelming and its brightness can be blinding.
Does love really last a lifetime
or rather for only a chapter in your life,
and we revisit on occasions when we reminisce on who we once were.
Is love a reflection of who we are at the moment
and that love can change at anytime?
Are we bound to always seek in others what we can search within ourselves?
Or is our past relationships merely sign posts to signal future partners
where we’ve been hurt or found joy.
In every moment we strive to do better
with every step we hope we are that much closer.
In the depths of our hearts we hold what we deem most precious
to scared to share with the world what makes us smile
in fear the world will take that and turn it to sorrow.
We are more than pieces on a global chess board
and our lives holds more meaning than slaving away for someone’s else dream.
We are unstoppable, unpredictable and unbelievable in our strengths and weaknesses
because no matter what situation we find ourselves in
the chance to change always presents itself.
The battle between idealism and reality
are two opposites that will never reconcile.
In pursuit of an ideal tomorrow
I’ve forgotten what is most important
which is the chance to live for today.
Tomorrow will always be there,
but yet it never gets any closer
and we gaze at Yesterday through our rear view mirrors
in hopes of capturing our former glories.
Maybe the answer lies in the middle
living out our dreams without ignoring the truths of today.
I long for a place that I neither hear, see, smell or touch
yet has captured my heart,
and holds my soul in its hands.
What I seek is akin to a world that is emerging
so full of life and vigor
An innocence so gentle and pure.
A realm of imagination with no limits and no blemish,
and more importantly no judgement
with everyone enthralled with the art of creating,
and sharing with others wholeheartedly.
The shadows of yesterday’s shame still linger today
like a stain that will never be cleansed no matter how hard we try.
Our greatest weakness has always been our fears
and I use to think it was due to fear of failure or expectations,
but maybe our greatest fear is what if we actually do conquer our fears?
What will hold us back from achieving and realizing our true potential.
Does unity amongst all scare us to the point we’ll see ourselves for who we are and not what we are?
How could I express my words of hope to you
when inside my short-comings yell out loud ,
and my hands stiffen as I try to comfort you.
How could I help you
When I haven’t even tried to help myself.
I think time is a device created by the mind
to foster the idea that life is either passing you by
or moving too quickly.
In order for you to ”catch up”
it limits you to thinking in terms of
age, appearance, job, marriage…
and as you chase and chase this mythical dream
you lose yourself
until its too late.
If Winter didn’t exist
would Spring be as warm and inviting,
and Summer be something to be excited for.
If the Earth stood still,
and refused to dance with the sun, moon and stars
would the day hold any meaning
with no night to take shelter in.
The heart doesn’t lie
but it’s not clear either.
Indecisiveness is quite common,
and messages can at times be misunderstood.
Not everyone who compliments you is genuine,
and not everyone who criticizes you is coming from a place of deceit.
After awhile it seems
Life is no longer black or white,
but a mix between the two
and we have to learn the difference along the way through trial and error.
The day we learn silence and experiences are life’s hidden treasures
is the day we cease to be humans and become immortals.
