Follow the birds to the forest

I'll meet you there

Under the light of the Lover's Moon...

The Best Love < 3

The best love, unconditional love, flows without attachment.

It flows not to "get" something in return, it flows because it has to, it NEEDS to, it wants to- because it can do nothing else.  

You

My fire, my muse, my heart, my love, whatever you want to call it.

Something about you... Even the possibility of you, lights an inextinguishable fire in me.

And it burns... and it burns...

my God how it burns.

The Moon's Truth

Walking down the road at night, under the stars and an almost full moon.  So "almost full" that you can barely tell that it's not.

April... cool...  the moon through the trees, just G L O W I N G.  And the quiet.  No cars, no other people.  Unbelievably beautiful.  The moments you live for, burned into your mind's gallery and filed away in your subconscious under "Wonder".

Walking down the road alone.  To be walking down the road with someone that did not understand or see how beautiful it was, would be worse than walking alone.  Or walking with someone that your heart doesn't recognize as their own.  It would be like standing in front of truth, dressed in a lie.

So I wait.  And walk the road alone.  Letting the beauty and wonder set, into my heart and soul.  What lies ahead on this road, I don't know.  I just keep walking, "almost full" until I find the heart, that beats like mine.

What the eye sees, is not all there is

When I was little, I remember believing there was a battle of good and evil going around all around me.  I remember seeing things that I thought were good and evil.

Somewhere along the way I forgot about that battle... 

Somewhere along the way, I was reminded of that battle.

For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this world's darkness, and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.

-Ephesians 6:12

Fever

You can't stop a River that you're swimmin' in

You can't make mud any clearer

You can't keep the moon from pullin

And you can not break a Love Fever

I've been laid up with this fever for so long

But a rhythm that I feel can not be a rhythm gone

You will be my river baby
let me be your fire

I Still Am

I still am
the same little girl
that you loved
I still am
the imperfect one
that gave it up
I came back to find you
And you were no longer mine

But I'll be yours
Until I can't be yours anymore
But even then...
I still am.

I still am
holding out the door
for you and I
I still am
sleeping with a light on
inside
I know there is no other
So I don't even try

So I'll be yours
Until I can't be yours anymore
But even then...
I still am.

I've learned I can only be honest
What could I say from the start
You can have my... only have my
Temporary Heart?

Because I'll be yours
Until I can't be yours anymore
But even then
I still am.

Howl?

For centuries people have believed that full moons affect us, but evidently there is no scientific evidence that explains it.

Supposedly if you ask doctors and nurses they will agree 100% that it DOES, as emergency rooms and wards get crazier during a full moon.

Well we know the moon has a "gravitational pull on bodily fluids" and I would guess when it's full the "Pressure" is increased...  So if anything, the full moon INTENSIFIES what a person is already feeling because of the gravitational pull or pressure that builds up when it's out.

So if you are agitated?  You become more agitated.  If you are lonely?  You notice it more.

Feelings of longing?  More.  If you are in Love...?

Might just drive you crazy.

Just ask the wolves!

Akanksha Gulia

Not sure how I found this poet... But Love her work

Lala Land....

The moon, my heart, a song
a rhythm I feel

can't be a rhythm gone

It's just beating wrong

like a crowded room

the loneliest place 

without you
a crowded room
and there's no one there
but you

I wake to find you 
in my dreams
Is that you that I see?

Life, gone in a song  

80, before you know
don’t sneak up and find me here
dreaming... 
and wishing

on the same Lover's moon.

In a parallel universe, there was only their song...

Hearts and Bones & the death of my hero

Hearts and bones
Supernatural and natural
Everlasting and finite

How to love someone with a supernatural love in the natural world...?
We are fragile, we are infinite
We are hearts and bones.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XbQ-mHhOu8E

Wolf Moon

The Wolf moon, so beautiful tonight... The sight of it caught me, on the Horizon.
As if it was saying, "The world you dream of exists!
If only you were not afraid to BELIEVE it could be."

auld lang syne

the rear view mirror brings a glow and fondness into view that can only be focused by the passing of time

Pain

I wouldn't say Pain was my favorite teacher... but there are definitely some things you won't learn if you don't take the class.