Love hopes

*

My fingers feather touch

Across your cheek gliding

Your lips on my face

Knowing heaven

Here on earth

*

Your breath whispers

Against my neck

Hold me long enough

So love reaches

All of us

*

Our words dance joy

In daylight starlight

Laughter jewels the air

With possibilities

*

The talon grip

Of history’s wounds

Love’s newborn flesh

Old armor donned blinds

Insight hiding truth

But a moment

Love hopes

*

Stride on brother from Brooklyn to Boylston

From Brooklyn to Boylston people live dreams

On honored hopes and shaky legs hopin God keeps’m strong

While Phil sings dance into the light  from across the pond so

Stride on brother

*

Lives made of secrets poison souls and hearts

Offer no happy endings sunnier days for the poison makers

So like Randy did his part  so did you

Stride on brother

*

Wishin  dreams come true for  Brooklyn and  Boylston

May the crooked words straighten and the shaky legs get strong

Knowing honesty needs no retreat or surrender

Stride on brother

 

 

 

If you are loved

If you are loved, don’t miss it. Life happens to us whether we like it or not and though love may portend permanence, it is, sadly, not the overseer of life (unfair I know). But life, it seems to me, is not cut from a fabric beholden to anything but its very existence.

If you love, give it your all. I say this with one caveat; that you do not give it your all at the expense of giving up who you are. And who you are deserves respect. Know that. And if,  now, as your eyes travel this page, you find that hard to belief, it is still true. Promise. We all lose sight of our value and worth from time to time, doesn’t mean it’s not there.

Any truly loving connection between two people, no matter its form, two people in love, friends, siblings, parent and child, grandparent and grandchild, can only be healthy loving for both if each person can be who they are (really are) safely with the other.

Love is life’s greatest gift. Don’t miss it.

Love with all your might

*

Listen to this life it’s all yours too

Love this life with all its shifting shape movements

Dream the dreams you dare and breathe them in full

Love with all your might it is your right

*

Listen to the occupy movers singing your freedom

Listen to the heartbeat of nature’s song it’s your song

Dream the impossible possible and breathe it in full

Love with all your might it is your right

*

Listen to Spring, Summer, Winter, Fall

Listen to each season’s rhythm it is your all

Dream the chimes of freedom and breathe them full

Love with all your might it is your right

*