Divine Obsession

Mortal humans will always have questions

So lay down these weapons of aggression

Living in love is our highest expression

Let us make this our divine obsession 

Daily, Divine Encounters

Those who are living without 

the beauties of romance

can still encounter love 

(and therefore life)

through generosity, 

honesty 

and kindness.

Like This River

There is a woman by the river

with brown, exotic eyes

and hair to her waist.

Barely 5 feet tall,

yet her body defines

feminine shape.

Like this river,

it has unexpected turns

of exquisite grace.

Beautiful Woman

I'm falling in love with

all of you.

I'm overwhelmed by 

the look,

the touch

of your angel skin.

I am one who is addicted

to control.

But you shatter those addictions

with ease.

Growth

I miss the warmth

that came from the hopes 

that we would someday

be married.

The warmth of our conversations

and friendship.

The cold, biting wind of this world

is even colder when alone.

And so I'm sad

that this love did not become

what we had hoped.

And now I must let go

as a tree lets go of its seeds,

having faith that, 

beauty and life 

can't help but grow.

Smile on Me

Love, sweet love, 

won't you smile on me?

I desire to be

manipulation and expectation free.

Loosen the chains of guilt and fear.

Save me once and for all

from piercing, angry sneers.

Love, sweet love,

won't you smile on me.

Unattached

I try to stay unattached
But I am captivated
Awestruck
By your beauty
The smooth curves
Of your side
The graceful way you stand
The innocent,
Playful way you laugh
You always live
In such a graceful manner
And I can't help but feel love
And miss the warmth of your touch
What am I to do
When control is lost
And all that I desire
Is you?

Unrelenting Nature

It is never easy
for a lonely person
to turn down love.
It feels like setting the governor
of a Lamborghini
to 35.
While there is strength in restraint,
is there ever a point when
piety concedes to humanity?

Unfamiliar Territories

As sweet as life itself
are memories of her.
There at the beach
near the monastery
holding and being held
in a moment of bliss.
And I love her
I feel.
With every ounce of me
I long for her.
Yet I hesitate,
as an abused child
might flinch
at a hug.
And tears flood my eyes tonight,
as these beautiful memories
flood my mind.
I can not handle the pressure I'm under
as love enters
unfamiliar territories.

The City Hub

Hobbling and limping,
poor eyesight,
an aging man found his way home
through familiar, empty walkways.
The pain it came
when, drawn in by the energy,
he would explore distant,
crowded neighborhoods.

Cold and tired,

his knees would ache,

as hurried drivers honked
at his unsteady gait.

Yet he would endure the pain
of walking to this distant city hub,
motivated solely by a
lingering hope of
encountering love.
 On one of these days,
the sun shown with unusual brightness,
and music brought life to families
enjoying ice cream in the city square.
Smiling, he let the beauty soak in
when he noticed a woman,
sitting on a bench by herself.
This was two years ago,
and now they are happily married.
 Perhaps today,
you will see them holding hands,
sitting in the city hub,
enjoying the pleasant surprises
of unexpected love.

The Truth

The lie is that

because of something somebody said

or some mistake of the past

you are not worth much of anything,

A waste of space...

The truth is that,

woven together

in your mother's womb,

you are

a valuable, unique

creation.

I Am

I am the love amidst the hate
I am the glimmer of sun on a cloudy day
I am the smile amidst many frowns
I am the friend who listens when you are down
Be not afraid I've said again and again
I am abounding with love and grace, my friend
And when all others have left your side
I am the God waiting with arms open wide

Learning to Love

Regretfully,
I once told a poor beggar
to go and find some help
instead of
helping him myself.

Vulnerable

The words, 'You look beautiful.'
were not conjured up
Like some salesman's pitch.
Rather, captivated by her smooth skin,
long, dark hair,
and soft curves,
they simply flowed naturally.
Yet with this new vulnerability,
buried fears and old anxieties
came into painful contact with
sincere, pure and hopeful intentions.

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All That She Wants

I gave her what she desired.
Strength.
Style.
Sensuality.
I gave her what she longed for.
Dedication.
Devotion.
Dreams.
I gave her what she hoped for.
Excitement.
Encouragement.
Energy

I gave her what she needed in a guy...
When I said goodbye.