From the Heart Alone
From the heart alone comes our possibilitiesDamaged, the heart only accepts loss
As though true, as though reality
When the heart is full it expands outward
Creating limitlessness
Who are we to shatter the hearts of man
What do we have that is not given
We rise and fall only by our own perception
Worthiness has nothing to do with love
For love is the gift of all, it is not earned nor bartered
It is received or given, not owned
Dwelling on loss and expectation of it creates more
Discount not the underlying principles that you are more than history
We are given freely new days each morning to make what we will
Our horizons are the stuff we place our life upon
Narrow or expansive our life reaps what it sows
We acknowledge the need to mourn and free the experience
For from that comes the gift of essence
Remaining steeped in the concepts of grief leaves no room to create
Not a denial nor avoidance but not a cleaving to know only loss and disappointment
For loss and mourning are but one part of the story
Had not value been placed the heart would have no claim on which to lay its cry
Emotions deep are varied not magnified as though only darkness lives
For light is in the darkness and the shadows know its name
The whole of life must be lived in and where is comfort, that is where we build the sunrise
For we are not our circumstance we move beyond that into mastery
Hate no one and anger not grief
For we are like the blades of grass in this body
The task being to give and receive
The joining and separating are but a rehearsal for fusion
Follow not the weary for life goes on before us
The path is ever changing but steadfast upon its goals
And we are but a breath leaving no wake
In the jeweled chambers deep in the heart is knowing
Pluck from the fruit of wisdom beneath the scabs of woundedness
By acknowledging your experiences they freely go, wounds heal
Less repeating, new challenges and obstacles to build muscle upon
I rape not the heart of my brother who stands beside me
To do so endangers my own
I value the life I am and that of my world
Everything I have was given
I leave the Earth with none of it
Save my interactions and the loves I have loved
My heart is free to be at peace as I dwell on the eternal changes
For I am always growing beside myself, at times in-spite of myself
I am the beauty and the ugliness of man
Complete in myself I wound no other
For in his mirror I Am
Drawn from the same bow I yield with neither increase nor decrease
The soul is alive it transfers the expectations and allowances I make for it
Without my tending to it, it withers and constricts cleaving to a vine going nowhere
In honor of the one who created soul I nurture it and union is performed to touch the area where I am free to roam
Creating dreams I make for myself and the world a slice of paradise
Or a hellish garden, it is my ignorance or choosing, for I Am man, I stand on two feet generating will
I let the love inside me out to do the work it came to me for
I release the substance of my wants and the desires I nurture
I and no other does this
I alone re-frame my thoughts and life
I take in what I decide to experience
I blame no other for each has their own destiny
Yet I take note we affect each other either enlivening or poisoning
Neither lost nor found I am home
Home to myself and others along the way back to Source
I am neither broken nor whole I am that which returns from which it came better for the travel
I take no more than I need for the journey is long and easier without heavy loads
If I stumble let me rise in knowing that I have achieved the goal of love whatever that may be
For serenity is my gift of currency as I travel the byways of this life
It is that which cannot be taken but freely shared
So I stop to admire the handiwork of the kingdom upon which I have been honored to tread
I let my dreams and possibilities grow into the substance that manifests the divine will
And so it is
Graceladymn 11/17/09
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