Come out to play

I don't always know how to play or follow every tiresome rule
And when I do I get by, sometimes looking like a fool
Occasionally I even show a flash of brilliance
So rare that it could simply be chance

But I don't stand and watch, not worry about looking good
I jump in and play it is what I always do

I came to regret the few times I held back
For reasons of fear or pain
So I'll come out to play every time I'm asked,
Come a hot sun or unyielding rain!


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July 23rd 2014...an ordinary day

This year of living...lovingly

Life isn't brutish and short at all

Hubris & half truths that we've been sold

Short and beautiful -- and therein contained

The fount of our grand tragedy

Gushing so much I can hardly embrace

Fully all that I was meant to

So many hills and winds to glide upon

So many lives and worlds to woo

Perhaps this shortness is the honey it instills,

The price heightened cause it passes so soon

So much love packed in I can hardly sit still

Even though so few - the precious few - that I even matter to!

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reena

july 18 2014...

pondering this sweetness of my so very few...and they are the world...

Blink of an eye

This month will simply fly on by
It's sweetness drained in the blink of an eye
I know it still, I hold it close
I feel the blessings on my brow

I have been here and know this time
Embracing the love and those who are mine
Yet the fear of loss lives right next door
I catch, I grasp, I clutch it close

So much, so full I know it well
This feeling that overcomes my head
My heart bursting every way
This love too big to contain

Brimming with gratitude complete
Such fortune, my stars replete
I wonder if I did some good
A previous karma that came to fruit!