Blank

 Blank. 

What’s the attraction of this 

Lack of decisiveness?

Your answer is in your question. 

Options. 

When they are gone, you are responsible. 

It’s up to you. 

To me. 

Once I choose, I’m culpable. 

It’s all on me. It used to be …

That scared me. 

Now. I think I understand the limitations and …

I’m ready to risk it 

Ready to win 

Ready to fail 

To start again. 

It’s time that’s short 

As it seems 

But vision of this is in between 

Between the now and 

Between the next 

Moment

And if I be vexed 

That’s on me 

Because the truth is glass 

And through it 

Eternity is vast 

And then through that? 

Well, who knows? 

And as they say 

The story goes 

On and on and through the glass and 

A prism many outcomes cast 

The truer thought is 

Well, why not? 

Because you’re damned if you do and 

What if not? 

How do you know? 

Only if you do. 

I love me and I love you. 

That’s is all we have true power through. 

ECLIPSE

Cover me up with yourself.

Fill my voids with your bounties.

Reach across the expanse.

Hold tight to me.

Tether me to the earth.

I don’t want to float away.

I am prismatic.

My evolution

My fickleness

My flaws

My strengths

My weakness

My beauty

I am divine.

My fears

My joys

My insecurity

My pride

My shame

I am mercurial.

My love

My passions

My dissonance

My hate

My melancholy

I am human.

My mind

My flesh

My breath

My anguish

My delight

I am lost.

My journey

My destination

My confusion

My imperception

My hesitation

Cover me up with yourself.

Fill my voids with your bounties.

Reach across the expanse.

Hold tight to me.

Tether me to the earth.

I don’t want to float away.

https://www.instagram.com/p/Bb2-rUHDzCw/

How to Change the World:

I witness a neighbor's child yelling from the bus stop at her grandmother.
The girl, dressed in her red shirt, as angry as the color red,
forehead crimped in frustration, shows a burden she cannot comprehend.
The grandmother, dressed in a bathrobe and slippers, walks half the distance to the girl.
Grandmother:

-arm raised she shakes her finger in admonition
-speaking language
-familiar sound to the child
-unintelligible to one so young.

With eyes of compassion, I see a dialogue unheard:

Girl: I want to be safe and not feel worried.

Grandmother: Grow up now.
I don't have patience for you.

Girl: I'm unhappy and I don't know why.
I need your love and guidance, but I don't  know to ask for this.

Grandmother: I'm unhappy and I don't know why.
I need love and patience but I don't know how to ask for this .

The need to be heard, seen, understood, loved- intrinsic.

Inability to understand is commonplace.
 In cacophony of mind, frustrated culture of deadlines, humans wither. 

Child and grandmother suffer the same struggle.
The need for love.
It's many manifestations flow from one source.
It's frequency requires silence of mind.
In world of static, child and grandmother become blind to love
-frustrated without it.

Conundrum of anger, hate, and discord.
Anger surfaces like oil  atop of the ocean, obscuring beauty below.

Introspection.
Solitude.
Reveals what is.
The miracle of all beings.

No right.
No wrong.
No winning.
No losing.
Only peace.
Understanding.
Sought in churches, temples,
mountain passes, ocean shores,
connecting to one another.
Found without seeking.
Within and without.


So, here is how to change the World:
When the cashier is angry and rude, love.
When a child is ornery and disobedient, love.
When hurt, love.
When anger forms words, cover them with loving words.
When hands raise to point a finger,
spread all fingers and reach with love.

Don't tolerate  abuse.
Don't be changed by it.
Refuse it the meal that allows it to grow.
It is hungry because it must feed constantly or perish.
Love doesn't need to feed.
Love feeds joy.
Knowing no limits.
Powerful, it provides a glimpse of heaven on earth.

Claim your place in joy. In love.

Love,
Pam.

Adornment

I need no rouge for my cheeks,

     they blush under your gaze,

          I need no jewels for my neck,

               your affection adorns it,

                    I need no clothing for my body,

                          your body covers mine,

                   I need no language or words,

              your kisses quiet me,

         I need no watch for my wrist,

     time will cease in your arms.

Eternity opens up in our love.

I Will Because of You

I surrender.

For the weapons I have will not protect me,

Because I don't need them now.

I give freely.

For the vault that has held my passion is opened,

Because you have found the key.

I will trust you.

For I've been banking my trust in wait for one worthy,

Because my dreaming heart held out hope.

I won’t over think this.

For fear lies ready to prey on joy in every shadow,

Because fear is the enemy of progress.

I want tomorrow.

For tomorrow holds so many possibilities for growing,

Because I am ready to grow into us.

I won’t rush life.

For now is beautiful in a thousand ways - I’ll love the moment,

Because there are moments for us to come. 

Cricket chirps folding
one over another
an endless rubbing

cicadas tap tap tap
a secret code
stop - start - clicking

cars swoosh past
one after the other
coming then leaving

owls who, who, whooo
asking for reply
always questioning

wind ruffling leaves
tousling the branches
affectionately brushing

this world sings
love songs to the stars
sounding in my ears

I fill with this love
adding my own part
my soul resonates

this is the song
God sings to me
because I listen

harmony settles over
chaos from the day
darkness brings peace

Artifice of Love

Don't fall in love with the you reflected in my eyes,
that's not fair to the me that falls in love with what's before me.

Don't tell me what I want to hear you say,
I'm just what you always wanted - you adore me.

Don't pave the path of days ahead with ideas of love,
I'll believe them seeing flaws in me when you ignore me.

Don't take my honest heart and words to feed your ego,
I'll give them sincerely in faith you understand me.

Don't weave a tale, idyllic, to keep from being lonely,
I'll feel it's true and think you truly love me.

Don't hurt the heart which believes despite what eye sees,
I'll mourn and grieve so hard it bleeds me.

Don't deceive - it's cruel to hurt a truthful soul,
Just let me be to live my dream alone - it suits me.

Don't paint for me your artifice of  love.