It’s Alright

You don’t have to hide
You are not called to carry
It all alone deep inside;
The fear, the struggle, the hurt,
It is okay to break the silence.
There are places of safety
Some people care tremendously,
Even when you feel broken
Mending can happen, scars
Can stop festering and heal.
It is hard to tell the story
Of what you have become,
But to find your freedom
To secure your peace, you
Need to share what is real.
Others can wipe your tears
They can hold your hands
Hugs can give security to wail,
Then you may find the strength
To go on, prevail, and flourish.
You can be surrounded by
Support, understanding, and
Love enough to lift you up
Helping you realize, even when
You are weak, it’s alright.

Live For The Sake Of Living

Wherever you are placed,
Whatever you are doing,
Whenever you spend the moment,
However you may be feeling,
Open your being, take everything in,
Because life is incomparable, blessed;
You are living such bounty
Love bathes you in astounding
Extravagance
Giving you vast multitudes
Of sensory and actual
Pleasure if you recognize
The gift of reality nourishing
Radiant realms of creativity
Within you to nurture your
Exceptionally unique soul.
Living is a precious present,
So many are here no longer –
Now is your appointed destiny
Please
Never waste your position, grasp
The aroma, music, opportunity,
Passion, sparkle, sweetness, wonder,
Live all out, no filter, in color, wild,
Outside the lines, testing the limit,
Choosing to be always free, chasing joy,
Loving as if love were all that matters,
And abundance will bless your hours.

No Wrong Answers

Creativity provides
Space, time, for the expression
Of all Love’s dimensions
Without failure, only learning
Gaining foundations
Of practical experience.
Every endeavor undertaken
Projects an aspect of truth
Leading imagination deeper
Into the molten heart
Of what possibility transmutes
When volcanic forces pour.
Explosions harnessed
Incur the success craved
When visualizing potential
In an environment of hope
Cultivated despite perceived
Calamities, dysfunctions, mistakes
Which contain probability kernels.
Questions generate no wrong
Answers only unbarred doors
To worlds wherein falling
Is profit moving forward
Because it encourages increasing
Attempts until mastery is acquired
And eventual satisfactory completion
Providing an upswelling surge
In the sense of peace and tranquility.

As a prompt, grab a Thesaurus or Dictionary, physical not Google, open it up. Take a trip around some pages, maybe jot down a few words that cling to you. Create something.

Secret Agents of Chaos

We were born unto a golden age
When favor endowed us, fine,
Though circumstances proffered
Their problems as they brew
We were capable, and we grew.
I was voracious and leaning unstable
But the mark of it was feathered
Light, invisible at most edges, slight,
You were scrappy, yet saccharine,
Neat, a contumacious pleasure
Forever brooding, outside bounds.
Along divided pathways, we wended,
You much needing, I stymied, not
Succeeding as would, I could;
Devastated for the missing
Unknown, the X and Y of who
We designated, risk-related were.
Somehow the lawful order
Separated, gradually disintegrated,
Brokedown in some unmapped region,
The secret of hearts, with chosen
Souls, a love time destined to
Seek and find what others claimed
Us as belonged, with finite reason.
We bloomed like dandelions
Secret Agents of Chaos thrust savage
Into the world of mendacity
Set together free though love was
Ours to linger only temporarily.

Epitome

How did it happen,
How did everything transform,
A strain of music,
A melody overheard
In the sparkle of your eyes?
You were a picture
Extravagantly admired
Shimmering starlight,
Two pair of eyes, then, we met,
Suddenly blazing desire.
An ozone shedding storm
A fierce current between hearts
Thrived until we merged,
A heavenly symphony –
Love, we were both and befell.
Our together is
A portion, given delirious, free,
Pleasant abundance
Outside all expectation
Gorgeous truth, mystery.