When we make love I feel it so deeply
When we make love I cry
When you kiss me my lips they burn with fear
For even a love that crowns may crucify
In the cradle of creation between the hand of love I died and there you were
I was warmed amidst the gaze of your eyes, our minds wounded
by The need for understanding, our bodies betrayed by time
Do you hear me can you taste my pain for love has no other desire but to fulfill itself
But to deny yourself the pleasure of that pain is to love selfishly
I stood there
Your heart lay captive in a cage fashioned by your fears not knowing what to say
You have many lovers and yet I alone love you far beyond any lily white fairy tale
I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart for the joys of the multitude
And I would not have the tears that sadness makes to flow from my every part turn into laughter
I want the hunger for your love and beauty to fill me from the depths of my spirit
Friday, January 16, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
With tears in my eyes..
I stole this story from a friend on myspace. It was the perfect way to start the morning, with a gleam of hope and tears in my eyes I wish you all a wonderful day filled with enough..
Recently I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, 'I love you and I wish you enough'.
The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom'.
They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry.
I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'
'Yes, I have,' I replied.
'Forgive me for asking, but why is this forever good-bye?'
'I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said.
'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means? '.
She began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone'. She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough', we want the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them'. Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them.
Recently I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, 'I love you and I wish you enough'.
The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom'.
They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry.
I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'
'Yes, I have,' I replied.
'Forgive me for asking, but why is this forever good-bye?'
'I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said.
'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means? '.
She began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone'. She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough', we want the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them'. Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them.
Life
As of the last couple of years I have changed. Not in a positive way. Not in a happy way. I have been pretty miserable and I have decided this year it will all change. I want to go back to the me i once was. The vibrant, give you the shirt off my back Val. The Val that respected everyone's views and opinions while still making hers known. I have hurt many people with my negative attitude and childish antics but friends, that will all change. I am making a promise to all of you, to be a better friend.. To call more often.. To call and just say HI.. In the last couple of years I become this extremely introverted being that didn't care about most interaction but I have realized I need my friends.. I need to be there for my friends, I need to make sure that everyone I love is happy and content with the way our friendships have developed.
Again friends, I'm sorry for the last couple of years. I'm sorry for not making myself as available as I should have been for you all. Please know though, it will change.
Your dear friend,
Val
Again friends, I'm sorry for the last couple of years. I'm sorry for not making myself as available as I should have been for you all. Please know though, it will change.
Your dear friend,
Val
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