Love is Like a Wild Flower

“Fact is,
You’re born alone and you die alone. You can’t bring anyone into this world with you as well as you can’t take anyone out of it when you go. It is your journey alone.
Yes we meet people along the way but it is only two lives running parallel, not intertwining. Enjoy these experiences but never believe you were born for someone or meant to be with one individual person you’re whole life because quite frankly, you will be sorely upset when reality comes to light.
A close friend once told me that finding someone you love is like finding a beautiful wild flower. We want to pick it and take it home with us to keep, but it soon looses it’s glow. It wilts and becomes unhealthy and eventually dies. To truly appreciate someone we love, we must allow them to flourish and grow in their environment. Visit them in their beauty but not displace them…”

A Poem on Loss

A poem on loss. For all those who have lost someone you love and wondered if you will ever get to see them again.

“I Simply Can’t Be Convinced”

 I can’t be convinced I won’t see him again.

I simply can’t be convinced.

I feel him all around me

His very breath awakens my sixth sense.

I wonder when you’re so entwined

And someone you love passes through

If a part of them stays left behind

Running like veins inside of you

Not only is he all around me,

Stitching my wounds with his personal thread

He’s watching me as I sleep soundly,

Filling my dreams and emptying my head.

I know that I can’t see him

I understand that he’s no longer here

But by God did I believe him

When he said, “I’ll see you soon, my dear.”

The last words that we spoke in person

But our souls whisper every day

I just close my eyes

See his face

Hear his voice

And

Pray.