- Love ... -

It - "Love" - is not a word,

nor a single action

In truth, it can never be wrong

          Like the sunrise, perfect in every possible way

It is many things and yet it must exist

in the small space of the heart

Once found it can bloom,

endlessly, with no cease

It can choke one's throat, bring

one to tears ....

          But it never hides in shadows
          or in darkness
          It never feeds itself on deception
          It grows with trust, honesty and compassion

Nothing less, always more

- "Unknown"- 

Light

Because of the way

the Light 

finds and holds you

transparent

I want to move

into the places of who

I am

Makes me

want to feel better

Makes me 

want to forever

be part of 

something else's greatness

and feed my own promise of 

contentment