Life, Love, Loss, and You

If it is life

then let it hit me full force

  wash me away

I will curse my inability and fight

  not complain, nor hide

I will punch above my weight too   sometimes

Then broken and battered when I turn to hope

I'll find

I have to laugh at life's longings

  and its delusional dependencies 

...

If it is love

Then let it at me

Hit me like a steam locomotive

 breathing fire and steam

I will burn in the flames of such

 framed ballads, and bards with glee

But then know

I will not bend 

 to the will of its schemes

I won't toe a line, or follow blind 

 let alone forsake my self and reduce me

I will stand my ground, give and know

Love's intricate fallacies

 and melancholic bursts of sleaze

...

If it is loss

Then I will accept my inability 

 mourn for a moment 

  walk the roads it inhabits and feel

I will wilt within

  hold my head above the stream

But then

I will not curse love or life in its entirety 

I will sit with those memories

 be in its tendrils

Come morning I will set myself free

...

Life begets Love

 Love begets Loss

I have learnt to stand against its tides

For I have learnt from its tenacity

I know what tomorrow will bring

as a postulate, as maybe

But I remember

I will have to accept the fall and break

For it seeks to rebuild a better me

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And if you should read

 know this for sure

What you see of me is not mine , it's yours

You can find all

 but sometimes nothing you seek

But I have learnt to find my peace

Be will, Be well

Be all you must,

 sometimes in heaven 

  sometimes in hell

Whatever you must do, do it with totality

Be you, for that is all you have forgotten to be.

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Everyone and everything will fight you

Be you