Have We Ever Really Loved

have we ever really lived
until we’ve loved us through a naked goodbye
seeing only beauty through the tears

have we ever really loved
until we’ve lived the moment of complete surrender to impermanence
loved – not because of a dream nor a history, but the everlasting now
loved – bravely, with death sitting beside us

Quadrilogy Of Silence

There is no accident

There is the before:
The point of insight that this is not going to end well
The low January sun is still up
And the after:
It’s dark and I’m on the road

I don’t have the in between
The place where all change happens

Star Drops

star drops in your naked air
bare feet running catching day dreams
love dust in your wild blond hair
playing cheeky with the sunbeams

small hands smeared with jam of life
eyes filled with desire
golden laughter melting strife

it’s you that I admire

Now Bloom!

You’re me
I am you
We are whole
We are broken
Don’t fix me
Just love me
Just see me in pieces
Broken by life
And inside there’s a flower
Don’t fix me
I’m perfect!
Don’t close what’s been opened!
You’re me
And you’re broken
You’re perfectly broken
Now bloom!

War

And angels sing hymns as I watch the bombs falling
From crispy cold infinite skies oh so blue
My arms wrapped around me, my love as my shelter
I wish you were here, I wish we were two

My arms are only just better than nothing!
They can’t keep me warm, I’m cold to the bone
I know now – past running – that all that I wanted
Was not to be left in my war all alone