Category Archives: spiritual

Glowing Hearts

Cold empty hearts wrought with pain, finding eternal slumber.

Let thy beating rhythm of life grab hold as warmth is sought by unending desires spurred by love.

Memories of yesterday gone past and present futures seen.

Care to see the perception we face by the mirror’s gaze and see ourselves glow?

We are the image of that which we reflect not only to ourselves but others.

We are the light made to shine, hold to the truth that we are eternal beings filled with love.

The Escape

Escape from these pages O words of sorrow and joy.
Memories spun into letters compiled to give meaning to those lost or finding understanding.
An author of emotions made to publish my own heart and mind.
Thoughts struck by pen or keys to unlock what I’ve met with an empty canvas giving form.
The soul connecting with a once broken body finding its vessel in the mediums where words breed life.
Never ending embrace awaiting a piece of mind in blissful await.
Come forth and escape these chains of limitation.
Yet thy heart and mind speak in sentence but give stories that flow away from locked keys.
When I write, I bleed.

Warmth of Home

I will not let a passing day dissuade me from allowing you to see how much I love you.

Let sweet words ring true and quench lips once thought unsure.

My need for you goes beyond desire and shines as stars give light to empty spaces once void.

Time is but a factor to an endless connection.

Let love be found in the roots.

I speak in honest tones so let the truth continue to filter my heart.

My love forever true.

Continue in life’s journey knowing that I stand beside you as long as shared roads remain.

Memories grown and to the future unknown.

You are home.

Breathe.

Spending hours passing times endless counts drawn in by anxious minds racing to meet the end.

Breathe.

Catch the warm air filling lungs as it hooks you to life’s intoxication where we begin to rise by day and rest in nights embrace.

Breathe.

Let the emotions of thoughts touch you as the wind brushing against your skin to reflect a day of yesterday.

Breathe.

Love shall find you in lights blissful awakening when you begin to share your inner glow.

Breathe.

Hold to truth and let it be known.

Breathe.

Presently present futures awaiting with numbers unforeseen but let it not impede or dissuade the changes faced.

Breathe.

You are alive.

Understanding Ourselves

We come to truly know ourselves when we are at our weakest. We pretend that we are strong to many around us and that we could conquer the world. We spend hours masquerading and yet when we are all alone, we begin to truly see ourselves for who we are.

It comes to no surprise really, how we as individuals seem never to truly grasp what we are capable of, who we really are. I’ve spent years agreeing with what others would say, that I was a monster of some sort. I remember the walls I would build and then I remember the changes in which slowly had every brick collapse. Though now I am weary about the choices or people who come into my life, I am still learning about who it is that stares back in the mirror.

Hours spent with restlessness, plagued with thoughts that wish to escape the circulating thoughts that rage within. I find myself awake, still lingering on ways to help myself just be. It isn’t hard to describe, yet I understand that life must be pushed through. I continue on not merely hoping but beginning to take action into things that will allow me to further my reach to where I want to be.

I can spout these magical formulas or share what works for me but we are all on our own path, though we may cross from time to time or even follow the same road. Each step we take is our own. All of this being said, I also understand that we can share and come together to grow. Just because we acknowledge our frailty doesn’t mean we are truly weak in the sense that we can’t survive, it just shows that we survive because we are made strong by learning from our weakness.

I continue to let these hands and my words flow through on screen, in hopes to not only find a sense of peace but to help bring some to others. This world has become such a challenge but it is not impossible to overcome and at times the best company can be yourself but even better are those that understand you.

We all have our imperfections. We all go through things differently. We all look different. We all think differently. Rejoice in your uniqueness and embrace others as well. Learn that we are not alone and learn to first understand who you are, as am I. If this was the advice you can take from regarding my words let these words touch you in some way.

Dear Love

You come across someone or something that radically alters your perception of life. In most cases, you believe that what you thought was real, is just what is perceived and yet there are moments where words can never describe what/who you encounter.

I’ve lived for quite some time, thoughts pounding and trying to escape my mind. Decisions that could impart a change or bring about such a wide perception of the world I see before me. I was unsure for the most part what love was. Jumping from indecision to trying to find some sense of a center but ultimately I just needed to understand who I was. Years of hating myself and coming to terms with what the world or others labeled me. I was a mess, a monster, as for the most part, was described. Yet, apart from such wild claims, something critical was amiss, I am human.

Years feeling alone upon this desolate world that has grown to such a state of sensitivity and emotion that the truth is hardly revealed. I have crossed all sides of the spectrum, seeking answers in places that most men would not dare. I have stared into the darkness only to find my own touch brush against the cold dirt. I have reached out to the great beyond and in the warmth of the light was burned to feel the reality of what I face. Yet never have I encountered something as real and intense as this, love.

For many trials and encounters left me in a world of longing to feel complete. Yet I was seeking for something that only I could fill in the wake of brokenness. Stories kept me entertained and I never was certain of who I was. Decades went and time revealed its toll. But as I thought all the myths and legends spoke of something beyond belief, I was shown the purest of all that is creation, love.

I didn’t fall in love at first glance. I am rising in love. Walking in love. Living in love. Stretched time reveals the evidence of emotions but it does not convey the measure of such descriptions spoken throughout history. I could never imagine such a sight, such taste, such a touch, all senses enthralled but not a prisoner of its embrace but a sense of peace.

Difficult journeys now ahead and yet I know that I am ready to face them. No matter the consequences or the results that can be bestowed, I am not alone, as you are not. I shall stand by your side, forever yours, for love was found when you allowed me to be yours. Poetry so eloquently is written as stories emerge from a beating heart held by your own, know that it comes with open arms and complete respect, trust, acceptance, honesty, affection, compassion, and loyalty. I have never been so sure.