Love

Love is patient, is kind.  It does not envy others or brag of itself.  It is not swollen with self.  It is not wayward or grasping.  It does not flare with anger, nor harbor a grudge.  It takes no joy in evil, but delights in truth.  It keeps all confidences, all trust, all hope, all endurance.  Love will never go out of existence.  Prophecy will fail in time, languages too, and knowledge as well.  For we know things only partially, or prophesy partially, and when the totality is known, the parts will vanish.  It is like what I spoke as a child- which, now I am grown up, I put aside.  In the same way we see things in a murky reflection now, but shall see them full face when what I have known in part I shall know fully, just as I am known.  For the present, then, three things matter- believing, hoping, and loving.  But supreme is loving.        (1Cor 13. 1-13)

Give Up Your Life

"Give up the known, give up your life for the mystery of Love's eternal wine."
"But before I die," I said, "I would like to know you."
"Once you know me there will be no more dying."

Reference~ Rumi

Make the Heart Burn

the heart is a candle
waiting to be lit and illuminated
because of separation from the beloved
it feels ripped and torn
and needs to be sewn back together
if you don't know how to make the heart burn
listen to this:
love is something to encounter not to learn

Reference~ Rumi

Channeling- The Beloved's Tears

From Journal Entry 12/6/2013

The Beloved cried tears of sorrow.
And the Beloved cried tears of joy.
And the Beloved cried tears of joy for her sorrow.
And the Beloved cried tears of sorrow for her joy.
And like a bird perched on the Lover's shoulder,
the Beloved perceived the Lover's heart through the eyes of her Lover.

Silent Scream

when your absent
life bends to madness
everyone around me
is completely unaware
of the silent scream within me
trying to purge itself
out of it's confinement
if there was such a doorway
to enter my body
all those people who entered
would be deafened
by the scream
 

Love's Asylum

You cause me such heart ache and grief.  Are these not signs of a troubled lover?  My head spins with a thousand thoughts of you.  All this spinning has driven me mad.  Knowing that my condition is fatal- I completely lost my mind, so I could be admitted into Love's asylum.

The Pitch Darkness

the pitch darkness
I was unable to escape from
it stretched it's arms out into infinity
my moans and groans I thought only the moon could hear
then in the darkness I saw your campsite
it was the only fire I have ever seen in the blackness
when I drew myself near your flame
you engulfed me
and I have never been frightened of the darkness since