I put my heart on the line, time after time, so raw and open and pure
It has broken before, for those it adored & will break again I'm sure.
Precious heart, it won't be long
Precious heart, be so strong
Precious heart, stay true to you.
Fall in love, don't give up, or give in to the lure
of cold, hard sadness,
the seclusion of madness,
the illusion of a cure.
You are your own, you've always known- you're different, so don't be thrown.
Even if they stare, they sneer, they tear at your tender heart, please don't succumb.
They'll never see, and they'll never be able to be the one- who fills you with light, who rejects the night, who cradles you in arms of love.
For He lives in you, strong and true, always there when you need a friend.
So cry your tears, but never fear, your heart will thrive in the end.
~Abby
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Poem Sunday- Sad.Happy.Free
Sad...happy...free.
Arm’s length distance between you and me
But a vast expanse, worlds away, in my heart
No hope left to go back to the start
Where were we then? What happened to us? Why this path?
Thought I’d never give up, us against the world, no looking back
Breaking my heart to think of life without you
On my own, half of what I thought was whole, only one - not two
But to go on living a lie is killing me
Mistakes were made, prices were paid, no one knows as good as we
What the pain was like, the thousands of tears cried, the times no one could see
True love breaking down, moment to moment, day by day, year after year
Until nothing is left but what we started with- our brokenness, our baggage, and fear.
~A.V.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
What If...
What if our religion was each other
If our practice was our life
If prayer, our words
What if the temple was the earth
If forests were our church
If holy water- the rivers, lakes, and oceans
What if meditation was our relationships
If the Teacher was life
If wisdom was self-knowledge
If love was the center of our being.
~Ganga White
for the Rainforest Benefit
NYC April 1998
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