There’s quite likeWatching her unfurlLike a banner of joyIn human form,Laughter turning her faceInto a blossomThat lights up the room,Her voice into a banquetI’d like to go to,Humor and mirthIn the very air we breath.Her laugh is never pernicious,Breaking out at someone else’s expense,But it is pure and undulatingUplifting and invitingInfectious in all the best […]Read more "Her laugh"
I am not alone after all. It’s my thoughts That were leading me astray Telling me that I’ll always Walk alone And that I prefer things That way. But we all know That the defence mechanisms We developed to cope with our fears Are merely tough exteriors Are not who we really are. We were […]Read more "Not alone"
When we disagreeIs everything now in question?Are we just one conversation awayFrom being sworn enemies?One false stepFrom being cancelled?Perhaps one of the greatest disappointmentsOf modern lifeAnd life on the internet,Is that while we can nowRub up against a mind-numbinglyVast number of peopleThat we would have never encounteredOutside of the Internet,We are alsoRemarkably willingTo throw in […]Read more "Baseline of Civility"
Its the whole meal.If you can only be kindWhen everything is dandyThen your brand of kindnessIs of the cheapest kind-Flimsy and unreliable.Kindness counts the mostWhen it comes least naturally,When the other personDoesn’t deserve it,When you don’t feel like it.Kindness isn’t a luxury goodAn extra piece of luggageSomething to consider at the end-No.‘Kind’ is the best […]Read more "Kindness isn’t a garnish"
Are never adequate.Nothing quite lives upTo the memoryOf a living person.Loss is loss.Whether you engrave it in goldOr write it in the sandThe departed won’t answerWhen you call them by name.Grief is griefAnd it has no expiry date.And though the yearsPile onThe hole is never quite filled.The substance of a memorialIs not so much about […]Read more "Memorials"
Some goodbyes aren’tSupposed to happen.At least it feels that way.Your heart isn’t somethingThat simply acceptsBeing left behind-It fightsTo go along for the ride,Demanding to be felt,Refusing to be ignored,Letting you know repeatedlyThat you’ve left somethingPreciousBehind.Amazing howSomeone you meet alongThe pathBecomes as criticalTo your overall journeyAs the path itself.Read more "On Leaving"
You don’t get toThe good stuffOf a relationshipOn day one.Far from love atFirst sight,The stuff that really takesYour breath awayComes long afterThe initial attraction fades from view,And what remainsAre the precious gemsThat only reveal themselvesWith time:Deep trust,Steady commitmentAnd a peculiar kind of vulnerabilityWhere letting someone inTo the messy side of your storyIs somehowDisarmingly beautiful.Don’t settle […]Read more "The Good Stuff"
Often feel like The mechanisms We put in place To defend ourselves After we’ve been burned, Or structures we erect To protect others From our worst selves- But they so much more. They are the means by which We learn what is most important to us, To remind ourselves That not every opportunity Has to […]Read more "Boundaries"
Sometimes after months of waging warYou don’t get a decisive victory,The battle plays outIn ways you never anticipatedAnd you find yourself in a marathon wrestling matchWith struggles you’d rather not have.Some days all you can doIs stay in the fight,Take the hitsBut refuse to be knocked out,Refuse to let your heart grow bitter,Protect your mind […]Read more "Fights of Endurance"
But it doesn’t come cheap Because doing life with others Demands the death Of the parts of us That are incompatible with human fellowship: The uncompromising selfishness The incessant need to be right The eternal reach for control. We hold onto our absolute individual rights and freedoms At the expense of belonging to something greater, […]Read more "Community is free"