Day 3- The Vessel

A vessel with which to leave, yet I’m really being carried…

Scooped up and whisked straight away to a joy that seems to pulse with a life all its own.

Life owned is a life alone. I just wanna be alone. Carried away to the quiet, the meditative.

A place that laughably, requires nothing of me. In fact, I’m giggling now. Can you imagine?

Destinations cloaked in relief and secret happiness. My minds escape is sufficient. Carries me.

Back to a family life that is my life, all its own. Loud and boisterous. Cranky and accusing. 

My life’s greatest loves and shared bliss triumphs over solitary escape because it requires everything of me.

Everything is all I have to give.

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Day 2- The Unrequited

Its startling when you realize you have been devoted without hope of that love being returned. Knowing from the very start that your heart would go unmatched, unclaimed. Realizing that regardless of how hard and deep your love runs, it can also be the tie that binds you up and keeps you from truly shaking free.

There has been shame in loving without warrant, without reciprocation. A provocative quest to change minds and shift intention. Stepping into the battle of unrequited love a warrior looking to conquer; only to walk away battered, bruised and reluctant.

These scars become sacred. These scars are revered. These scars give way to a transcendent yearning, a most perfect, willing love.  Indebted forever to those unrequited loves who taught me to first to love myself.