My Heart Opens

Blackberry web

My heart opens and my Spirit flows out weaving infinite threads into myriad patterns like delicate wings unfolding, a gossamer web floating on the wind.

My Mind charges in, jealous of all that effortless creation, and wields the stick that smashes and destroys.

My heart opens and my Spirit flows out weaving infinite threads into myriad patterns like delicate wings unfolding, a gossamer web floating on the wind……

 

Love

 

Love is that which tears apart and scatters and opens and throws us to the sky that we become stars.Unless love breaks us apart we are too solid, too dull, too heavy to fly and will always be chained to dull life, dead life, lifeless. It is the price we pay for joy.  It is the only way we know we are alive. If we do not love we have not involved ourselves in the living of life.  We are just spectators watching life grind by.  Without love we do not feel our heart’s beat.

Coming dawn