Depth

 'Nothing is as beautiful as your heart's surrender and the radiant offering of your devotion. Your love opens my heart endlessly, even when I would otherwise forget love's depth.'
(David Deida)

Love means different things to different people. But usually it is an emotion given in part, alongside a set of conditions or expectations. True love is meant to be unconditional, but it takes a very brave and courageous person to put themselves out there, without barriers or guards. But unless you are prepared to fully give yourself, to the expansiveness of love; you will never achieve it's true depth and will always feel a sense of frustration and unfulfilment. Loving unconditionally is not a normal state, but a natural one. We become so accustomed to living within the perimeters of fear, that we forget the incredible sweetness and expansion one feels when you step away and freefall into the abyss of bliss.

Describe it to me!

Describe it to me!
It is the butterflies in my tummy, when you walk in the door.
It is the assurances you give, when you're not even sure.
It is the touch I reach out for, without being aware.
It is the nearness I feel, when you're not even there.
It is the stab in my heart, when I contemplate its loss.
It is the compliments that sing out, that are never forgot.
It is the way that you say aloud my name, with such care.
It is the greatness you see, that I'm longing to bear.
It is the gravity that exerts, it's pull on our cells.
It is the yearning of the soul, to be completely fulfilled.
It is the mass of the water, flowing across seabeds and rocks.
It is the playful ripples on the surface, circles from shocks.
It is the vibrational hum, the connectivity of all.
It is the warmth and the fuzziness, that makes me freefall.
It is the seasons, the tides and the cycles of the moon.
It is both pain and immense joy, that flips over so soon.
It is a knowingness, a faith, an energy that lives on.
An eternity of feeling, even when we're both gone.

LB