the flow

Felicity

no one can do that like me
because underneath it all
they always think you'll stop
forgetting what they said
about you being a free spirit
or never wanting to change you
ha
i found a button
i thought i'd lost
and the universe seems to
supply exactly what i need
at the perfect time
i can't rush it
even though i make plans
tuning into inner sense
makes more sense
to me
those who are reality-driven
without magical belief
they cower and doubt
expect from others
and use no resource
they get me down
they tell me i'm wrong
to trust in an essence
or an energy alone
without physical proof
of anything i truly feel

then one thing will happen
and all faith is restored
even though it is so hard
i never stopped believing
that everything
everything
everything
will turn out
and be even more beautiful
than i could ever imagine

so when stories of resentment
bitterness
broken love
and turmoil
reach my ears
i want to scream out
love just IS!
if it breaks
that's only because
it wasn't fitting anymore
not because love disappears
love lives on
in many other forms
mine is always here
yours for the taking
if you wish to know me
and i am able to give it
though some think me foolish
to share with the greedy
and the ones who give most
also bear the most pain
for they feel so deeply
and can never stop

you don't know what you miss
when you don't love
without conditions
let those who are drawn
to others in the wish to love
and express physical affection
animal urge
or protective care
not feel guilt of desire
but be blessed that they love
and can share
unselfishly and humbly

love just IS

and no one can own it
for it belongs to us all
already

you are loved
already
you are





love should simply be joy

FinsburyParkCarrots

I believe in that vital energy flow of river-running love, too, Felicity: You're not the only one! So does cassia, and so does beautiful dyaogirl. They think we're crazy hippies, but really we're just physicists of joy. We're pragmatic idealists, though, of course!

Felicity

you have to show it though-the love.just yapping on and on is meaningless without gesture and following through.when i feel i'm losing patience is when i get down.then i simply forgive-myself and others for inertia. we will eat our morning repast in the skylite cafe and drink too much coffee you can lick the pancake honey from my lips while we watch sunday morning families on commercial drive