Somedays it is just easy
Somedays things just cut loose
Other days it is nothing but a struggle
Pain follows the latter two
Like love
When easy , glazes the eyes
When rampant the heart is afraid
When restrained the heart begs
All I know is such is life
Like a bowel movement
Somedays easy
Other days not
Thank heavens for restrooms .

Stardust

And between you or me
Is it all not but stardust
Yet so distinct
Our selves so apart
Maybe to long for each other
In this separate existence
Hoping to be crushed to dust
To spawn a new star.

Wanderer

A fools such as me
Has wandered amongst the fields
Sat beneath the stars to endless nights
Sleep often overcame my arrogance
And yet what has found
The body was a shell that gazed
Traversed the mighty mountains and rivers
Only to recede back towards you
And then I saw you
Holding my soul
In your arms, keeping it warm
Awaiting my return
This shell
Only to now be embibed
With a soul you have found
Before me, of mine
Yet you believe I can compliment you

Until it has you

What is this 'you' love?
Nothing that I knew of?
My Worthless and unwarranted mind
Feels lost
For it tries to make sense
Where nothing like sense can
In Love
I beg to it let go
To flow into the stillness
Of calm that it has you
Until it has.

A call to Rumi

Love is but a gift
The one who brings it to your door
Forever can choose to absolve
But you the bearer can only accept or refuse
For if strength is to say
Stronger is to gift .