Archive | May 2015

Everything is just a bonus

Why is a baby so content? Why? She needs no car, no money, no house, no love, no relationships.
What is occurring to me is that everything is fine just the way it is. Perfect. Everything else is just a bonus. And what I find funny and sad at the same time is my attitude when the bonus is being taken away. I almost always forget that I am fine and that nothing is lacking.
Thank you, my sweet, for giving and taking away, so I can remember that I am perfect.
Thank you for pleasure and pain, for abundance and lack.
Thank you for connection with a friend, and thank you for space.
‘God turns you from one feeling to another and teaches by means of opposites so that you will have two wings to fly, not one.’ Rumi

Thank you, my sweet

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This time around
My beauty has been recognized.
Thank you, my sweet
For the lovely, amorous words of delight.
This time around
My beauty has become way too much
For a burdened, sad being
Who feels he deserves nothing.
My light shines too bright
For a cold and dark forest.
He asks me to hide him my light.
It just is to painful
To be scorched by the sun.
I tell him, ‘thank you, my sweet, I’ll get out of your way.’
To know I am beauty
And yet to contain it,
A pleasure mixed with pain
Is this truth revealing.

Dedicated to my sweet