At the end of the day-
It's just you.
No matter the illusions held...
Of family, lover, friends, and perhaps Angels-
It's just you.
Kids sleeping in their beds.
Spouse snoring on his side as a migrane of 5 days eases- at last...
Alone in your office, on the computer or with a journal-
And you realize-
It's just you.
You only have you- where ever you go.
"Tis nothing more sacred than the santicity of one's own mind"-
Indeed- Tis true.
Because in the sum total of our thoughts and moments-
All you have is you.
The love and relationships we have are real.
They fortify us in times of need, soothe us in times of loss-
But in the still small part of the silent night,
Our heart beats...each breath repeats-
Things and people fall away-
All I have is me.
Do I love me?
Can I look at this mid-worn body and find comfort in it?
Upon close inspection of my wandering heart... will I be shocked?
Like a smoker seeing an image of his tar filled lungs-
Will this pumping vessel of love show signs of mis-use and dis-repair?
I think so.
But it's My broken heart...the only heart I have.
Held by duty and responsibility-
Anchored by a love that can not be expressed with words-
but only seen in the eyes of my children,
I ponder what it all means...in the still small dark of the silent night-
That all I have is me, and that all you have is you-
And yet, somehow, we are all in this together.
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The very most and least you can do is live and love to the very limits available to you.
All else is determined by the fates.
"love to the limits available to me"...
I will think of that all day to day ♥~♥~♥
with faith
we are never alone
<3 to the lovely mayden
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/t.
You're right /t- but there are times when I wish the stuff I have "faith" in had more meat on it's bones- or arms I could feel around me. It's unsettling how many times I awake in the night feeling very much alone with my beating heart.
cora, this says it all, very moving!!
This is so beautiful!
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