a heart that hates is born to love.

a heart that hates

is born to love.

for any person

you may have

the capacity to hate,

you also have

the capacity

to love.

the heart

that holds

enough passion

enough conviction

to live in hatred,

also holds

the gift of love

(endless,

selfless,

unconditioned).

you need

only decide

to let go of

the hate

and give into

the love.

Written 6.18.11 @ 2:45 PM

todos. iluminados.

todos. iluminados.

the golden, the beautiful,

the moon, so big and ripe.

we see it, don't claim it,

our eyes fill with delight.

the quiet, the fruitful,

the moon, it burns so bright.

hush now, don't wake it,

we dream in shadow's light.

the moment, the blissful,

the moon, it ends our plight.

we touch it, regive it,

eternity's tonight.

Written 6.15.11 @ 1:05 PM

nothing hurts when we know love.

nothing hurts

when we know love.

they are in us,

always with us,

ever-around us.

the souls

that passed

so long ago.

we need only think of them

look within, feel them.

they never passed, never left.

you, too,

will never leave

as long as

you love.

our knowing is born of love,

our connections built of love.

learn to love,

wholly love,

and all is yours.

Written 6.9.11 @ 6:25 PM

Being you: alone and together.

Being you: alone and together.

Being alone

is never like being

with someone else.

alone,

you are free to be

the truest you:

silent as long as you please.

speaking your heart boundlessly.

full of quirks, calm and pure and sweet.

We need to find the people

who bring out

the truest us,

even when

we're not alone.

You're not alone

on the road

to find them.

Written 6.8.11 @ 9:48 PM

passing through: paintings, walls, and childhood.

passing through:
paintings, walls, and childhood.

we walked on water
in the painting on the wall.
tiny footsteps of our minds
twisted about the peeling mural.

we knew the world by heart
curving road and riverbrook,
farmhouse with the watermill,
so many glances that we took.

we lived a thousand lifetimes
in the painted paradise.
the mountains as the backdrop,
trees tracing, birds at highest heights.

we floated through the world
time and time again.
as if the repetition ensured
our childhood would never end.

Written 6.7.11 @ 11:16 PM

through the darknesses with you.

through the darknesses with you.

He helped me walk through the darkness

through every shade of the abyss

twilight, midnight, dark night

through the infinite tinieblas;

He washed away heart's blackness

brought out sky's tenderness

holding tight, feeling right

la luna y estrellas.

Written 6.7.11 @ 1:45 AM