I'm so fortunate...I look at what other
people refer to as 'love', and it makes me
feel more than blessed...
I don't understand this 'tug of war' stuff, and
I don't understand petulance or vindictiveness
or jealousy or possessiveness or
so much of the other “stuff” some seem to think
goes along with love...they make love
so difficult, how could anyone fulfill
not only wants and needs
but desires and demands as well…
“Fulfill my expectations”
they insist,
“or lose my love.”
Such notions of love tether both to the ground,
rather than encouraging journeys
to the stars…



Love is supposed to be easy and natural,
and it's supposed to feel good all over...
really true love comes to surround you
at odd moments,
wrapping you in a smile because it's an
actual tangible thing...
love is pure, clear light,
both in color and in weight,
and some people seem determined to
murk it all up with dark splotches of
jealousy and possessiveness,
power trips and control games…
love, I think,
is like a vine that wants to reach toward
light and warmth and nourishment,
and it neither restrains nor impedes,
yet some use it as bindweed
and allow it to choke off
the tendrils of love’s true beauty…



What I really want,
besides the chance to sit here
and feel blessed to know love,
was to thank you…
you’ve shared your knowledge of
unconditional love with me,
you help me remember what I've always
known to be true, and
always you encourage me to
be whom I want to be...
more and more I see just
how rare and priceless these gifts are,
and it just takes my breath away
to know I share this
with you…

          

© Shelley L Flynn
November 2004

Midi Playing: "Heartlight" by Neil Diamond

Smoke Ring Script by kurt.grigg@virgin.net