Have you stepped down in the middle of nowhere and thought nothing of destinations? have you ever tasted the water from a gurgling spring? have you ever seen the green valleys perched atop a hillock?have you dropped pretensions to be one with nature, ever? have you felt the slight shiver of cold breeze, standing in the evening winter sun? have you laughed out loud, alone, from heart? have you felt the warmth in the freezing waters of a stream in the peak of winter? have you sat alone, idling, and felt life within, a throbbing of the soul, a headiness of belief in the goodness of the future? have you let go and never looked back? have you chased, lost and been playful about it? have you seen the image in the mirror one morning and said wow? have you embraced an old friend and actually felt the honest warmth? have you walked down a deserted, lonely and cold path, feeling life was good? have you felt complete yourself, ever? have you ever heard your calling? have you heard your calling and followed it? have you started looking inside, for the meaning? have you pursued and discovered your gods within?
have you understood & accepted, that love is loving yourself, connecting with your calling (small or big, momentary or long lived, frivolous or profound) and not even a bit about being loved?
Love, I feel I can be soaked in, if only I follow the callings of my soul. So often I cant hear them, lost in the din of this cacophonous life . So often I postpone and promise. So often in a moment of clarity I decide and then lose the purpose later.
Life is within my reach, but I refuse to embrace it, lost in notion of what it should be and not what it really is.
