Quote by Martin Buxbaum

"Some people, no matter how old they get never lose their beauty, they merely move it from their faces into their hearts."

Trying

I kept trying to sew it together

But the fabric was old and fell apart

One day I just quit trying

I was tired, my fingers were bleeding, I was dying

I really don't have an answer of why I stopped

It was as if something disconnected

For many years it was all that possessed me

Then, that morning, when I woke up, I was free

I looked at the rags of what was left

And I didn't care anymore

I started to pack to leave

realizing nothing fit, I began to grieve

It was wrong, after so long

Was the echo that rocked my mind

Belief of childhood rules

Brought the verdict chiseled by fine tools

There had to be a reason for the heart

To feel that empty

Afraid of what was calling

Clinging to the discomfort and stalling

I walked away,

It was the hardest thing I have ever done

I could not stay

The understanding of its love I have today

Raven

A Thomas Merton quote

"The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves and not to twist them to fit our own image.  Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them."

Counting a Blessing

A blessing of his silent strength

The golden thread unites

Across the miles he calls to me

To fall asleep at night

His voice sings of a child

But his wisdom tells of years

His understanding of the heart

Brings me close to tears

His gentle nature holds the truth

Of the things that he already knows

Observing everything within his world

In his silence it already shows

I count the blessings of his love

Because it lacks any strings

It is the gift that it was meant to be

Freely given, it gives me wings

This I thank the heavens for

A child of pure delight

Who asks to hear my stories

When he calls me in the night

Raven



Growing

Breathing in the morning air

Tells of a brand new day

Grateful for the allowance

Of this extended stay

I've again pulled myself back

From the darkness of night

Carrying inside a new

Lantern of light

One can not linger

In a house of the past

Without being caught

In what Death has cast

I am thankful for

Forgiveness and letting go

Grieving the loss of false comfort

Opens a place for something new to grow

Raven

Love

Still lies the waters of the mind

It is the foundation of the truth of being

Storms come within a single drop

Which ripples affect what we are seeing

We create our own stories

Telling of the ecstasy of false love

Inventing the disaccorded music

Which then serves to be our dove

We have lost the truth of it

Attaching strings to the word

Symbols of the shadow

Hide the song which can't be heard

We talk so much of it

Hold it like a possession

Binding it to ourselves

Crying it in our silent confessions

It carries not what we demand of it

 Expectations grind it into dust

Changing the very life of it

Into tears of shadow's lust

When its false demons are destroyed

We are left grieving

For something we never possessed

It is ourselves we are deceiving

When the moment of clarity appears

And ego has been captured

The truth of this single word

Sends the soul to rapture

It does not possess a single need

And is given without any weight

Its freedom has wings

That creates its own fate

Raven

To Breathe

What fell upon the silence of my thoughts

That brought the words of this confusion

Do my feet linger here upon this land or

Do I walk away to create a new illusion

That is the truth that cuts the deep furrow in my brow

That lends itself to the wickedness of night

Not the hole of someone missing

But the misunderstanding of my own sight

It is the self that has lost its presence

Not someone who might wonder through my life

Turning to the ground for comfort and connection

Searching for the medicine to cure this strife



Holding out my hands for some unseen antidote

Pours the poison that causes the pain

I turn to myself and rip the cloth of my heart

To awaken and become sane

It is to feel again the passion of my being

To pull the uncomfortable shivers from my spine

To breathe life into my soul's presence

To myself being unquestionably kind

Raven