How
can you love like rain falls
unbound,
ever fresh while painting
the
setting sun on your breath
and
blood on your lips....
can
you love the bruise
as
it heals. Can you.
Love
in the shadows
of
the ceaseless heart
taking
all of yourself with the hand
shaped
for holding.
Love
in your unpreparedness
longing
to trust the unbidden silence
or
the heart that weeps....when understanding
lies
pressed under the weight of sacrifice.
Love
when ashamed to spill
from
your own edges
without
fruit for your effort
and
there is only falling....back
into
your own beneficence
from
your imperfect gaze,
while
slipping
from the edge of your plans.
Can
you love like rain falls
ever
fresh, unbound
when
intimacy arrives
unannounced....love
like
your body
wanting
life, receiving
the
Life in all life.
How deeply you love,
how gently you are living
Is how gracefully
you can.
How deeply you love,
how gently you are living
Is how gracefully
you can.
~Candali 2012
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