Angel Incarnate

 

Dear angel incarnate,

 

Your omnipresent love

Is the wind at my back

And the sun on my cheeks.

 

Your unfailing devotion

Lifts me above adversity

And fills me with courage.

 

Your fierce protection

Shelters me from harm

And fills me with confidence.

 

Your tireless energy

Provides fuel for my tank

And exhilarates my soul.

 

Your beautiful spirit

Foretells a life of tenderness

And adoration untold.

 

Your delicate heart

Opens in vulnerability…

….and is safe in my embrace.

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Threshold of Years

Your delicate heart
Thumps stalwartly
The tempo of our gait;
Hiking abreast
We traverse the hills
Of the state of love.

Your radiant smile,
Illuminates brightly
The journey of our love;
Whispering gently,
You reveal the path
That leads us home.

Your sentient wisdom
Discerns assuredly
Which doors to open;
Uplifting me softly,
You carry me over
The threshold of years.

Love in Brief (a.k.a. Love in Ten Lines)

Inside love, selves reveal.
Inside love, walls topple.
Inside love, minds accept.
Inside love, hands lift.
Inside love, smiles restore.
Inside love, eyes converse.
Inside love, bodies know.
Inside love, tears vow.
Inside love, hearts marry.
Inside love, souls intersect.

Regarding the challenge:
Love is a topic so multifaceted, so complex; impacting all relationships, all aspects of life. It is a topic that is of such immeasurable importance and something I think so often about, in all of its contexts. This post was inspired by a challenge to write a poem about love in 10 lines of 4 words each, including the word ‘love’ in each line. I encourage you to take up the challenge if you’re interested too. I chose to write about true romantic/partnered love, but there are no limitations here.

The final part of the challenge involves sharing one’s favourite love quote to go with the poem. It was immensely hard to choose, because I’d guess that love is one of the most written about topics that exists, and there are so many that resonate with me….

Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies. ~ Aristotle

Challenging Love

There was a time when life was pure and simple. Each day was a new discovery, and one sought with innocence and without fear of failure, rejection or heartbreak. Those childhood years, while recollected easily by most of us, are left behind with little remembrance of what it truly felt like to be so free.

As adults, it is perhaps impossible for us to ever be that innocent and liberated again, and probably there are biological imperatives surrounding this. With every disappointment in our lives, we learn to build walls and to convince ourselves to be careful, to be suspicious, to avoid vulnerability. Indeed it is important to be careful sometimes and certainly, vulnerability isn’t synonymous with self-preservation; an activity we flock to so naturally.

I’ve called myself an open book many times in my life. I’ve also frequently been told I shouldn’t be one. I make myself vulnerable in all sorts of relationships, and you can be damn sure I’ve had my heart injured more than once. Let me say that in no way is this an attempt to draw comparisons or assume I’m better or superior to anyone, but I’m personally happy I live my life that way. To me, healthy, successful relationships are founded in part on transparency and open communication, and then built on understanding, empathy and trust (among other things). To leave myself open to hurt is to also leave myself open to being understood. To open the pages of my heart to be read by others is to allow them to know and comprehend my story; where I’ve come from, where I am at present, and where I’m headed – at least as much as is within my ambit. Expressing my raw emotions and impressions to others allows me to feel authentic in a moment or inside of the expanse of an entire relationship, knowing confidently I’ve not held back any part of myself. I’ve given the relationship as much chance at thriving as possible, by genuinely pouring out my heart. I’ve poured out kindness and love on another person both by focusing on all the wonderful things I see in them, but also by pointing out areas where the relationship could be healthier. I open myself up to my intrinsic desire to change the things about myself that I can; wanting to improve myself and make the relationship better, recognizing I can only choose to change myself.

I’m not willing to risk a life of regret and misery, resenting those who have hurt or disappointed me. I’d rather thank them for the lessons they helped me learn. I’m emphatically unwilling to settle for a mediocre or merely content life rather than one that is overflowing with joy, satisfaction and even opportunities for astonishing growth fueled by pain. I’m loath to even consider the possibility of sharing my life in the context of a romantic relationship with someone who doesn’t push my life over the edge and into an experience of love, elation, discovery and evolution that I cannot experience by myself. Sure, love comes easily to me and I find myself feeling love towards strangers sometimes. But mind-blowingly passionate, expansive and selfless love is something rare and worth searching out and waiting for. I no longer believe in ‘one true love’ but I do believe that two people who are right for each other will mutually desire and deliver each other unsurpassed ecstasy and make one another continuously strive for more – more love, more joy, more wisdom, more transformation, more achievement, more exploration, MORE.

Of course, I remember many happy childhood moments with my family and the many blessings I was bestowed. However, I don’t recall what was going on inside me during my earliest formative years. I would imagine, though, that when I’m able to quiet my mind, accept my circumstances, and flow forward with a smile, that peace I feel is probably similar to the innate peace that lived in me as an innocent child. The immense love I’m able to feel in my heart is probably a reflection of the love that filled me to the brim as a youngster, unafraid of how vulnerable it could cause me to be. I imagine that the desire I have to make others happy is something preserved still from that time, when love was paramount and still unblemished.

My goal is to seek such unbridled passion, such courageous love, and to continue to regard life’s struggles as gifts, no matter how hard they might make me push myself. From another perspective, I’ll endeavor to see others as innocent, grown up children, like me, who have just been hurt by life and thus to remember that when they hurt me, it is probably not with that intention. Finally, I challenge myself to draw from within me the innocent, fearless love of a child, combine it deliberately with the wisdom of an open-minded, optimistic adult and accept the realities of life’s disappointments with a smile.