Under the Moon

People love to flaunt their happiness about all sorts of things and often label their feelings as being "over the moon" in delight or in love. It's a nice feeling. I have been blessed with that feeling many times in my life as well; but I have also felt under the moon. I have felt so sad and defeated where I feel like there is no possible way I could ever leap over the moon at this moment because I am so exhausted or uninspired to go any distance. It's a debilitating emotion that takes over everything and secretes in tears, anger, disappointment, and emptiness.
I don’t know anyone who truly deserves to suffer this way; but sometimes I want one or two to feel it with me because I deem them responsible for the agony I mostly think they caused. There are days when we wear thin and holes develop. Between those holes our sorrows are released and the pressure of compacting is all too powerful. Controlling the burdened heart and head takes heroic might and class.
One day you are enthralled with the graciousness of life, and tomorrow brings anguish and second-guessing. The morning starts wonderfully, then you are reminded that not all is perfect and happy. You remember all the things no one sees, or can even believe, but you live them every single day. You pick up dirty socks and sticky dishes without a peep, and they never know you ever did it for them. Would a person even remember they left their ice cream bowl on the counter if it was picked up and washed for them? Your actions are silent and unnoticed. No one ever knows how many dishes are taken care off, socks picked up, vacuum strokes made; except you.
That is the unfortunate side effect of imperfection. Nothing is clear skies and rainbows everyday or euphoria every moment. This is the point of realization to garnish in your memory. People will hate you, ignore you, forget what you do, and like the greats of past, you may never earn the respect you deserve until you are gone away or gone forever.
Do not ever let anyone continue to make you feel this internal struggle or liquefy your emotions. Strength in its purest form, is the hidden courage you harbor. When standing up for yourself is detrimental or hurtful, the only better option is remaining quiet and indignant. The sun always sets again, the darkness is merely a phase of another's stupidity and immorality. Nothing you are responsible for. If you hang upside down, that frown looks like a beautiful smile.

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Harlequinn

With a taste ever so sweet, and a sweetness ever so satisfying
Such a unique presence, immediately telling what is underneath
At first glance I see a rugged exterior, Hiding behind a special armor
You are a little rough around the edges, not perfectly smooth and pure, though who is?
We all have our flaws and wounds of life that all can see, so long as we do not judge one another based on those small imperfections alone
You may be tough on the outside, but on the inside I know how delightful you really are
Soon not even that strong outward layer can keep me from you
If we were meant to be apart, we would not have been brought together
I could try to walk away but now I fear it is too late
Just one taste of you and I know I am in paradise
There is no need to hide or watch from a distance
The timing is perfect, you are ripe for my picking
If I can't have you then no one should
This is the day I admit how much I have wanted you
How many days I have waited for this moment to arrive
Seasons will change and plants will wither
There will be wonderful summer days we spend together
And there will be times we go so long without one another
But know this: I promise to be there. I will come to you when I need comfort and when your own days of despair come. Some days you will feel like the world is eating you alive, but know even then, I will be there.
I won't walk away because you are not the tallest or the strongest
You can grow into a short, plump brute but I will still love you
But I will not let you waste away like some men do in their later years
I picked you because I have faith you are the one for me
I chose wisely, I look at you and I can tell I did well for myself.

I am sure you have figured out by now that I am talking about a delicously ripe pineapple.

Oh you thought I was talking about a man? Oh well I assume you read with complete sarcasm then?

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Sweet Josephine

Within each thought lies care

Within each action is compassion

Motives only pure and selfless, and no redemption value is ever imposed

With each generosity comes charm and grace

The highest of all classes and ranking the lowest nowhere Because disregard and ill-will do not exist inside

With great remembrance and splendid adoration

This soul will never wilt as even the most beautiful rose will

This heart will never wither like the rose

And even more beautiful than the rose, this center of elegance and wisdom will always remain in bloom

This heart, this soul, this center of eternal loving kindess

Is you

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How?

How do you love, like you never have before? How do you search, for something even more? How do you find, the one you truly do adore? I think it happens by surprise, I think we learn to search inside, to find what our hearts really need to survive.

The unexpected will happen from time to time. In the most awful of times and happiest days, two hearts must stand together in order to carry on. Love and friendship are the greatest gifts to own. Under storm clouds or sunshine, don’t simply let go.

Raise your glass and your hearts to hope and triumph. May what is had be enough. May what is lacked be found and with care, be packed. Each are blessed moments, days and a blessing is a terrible treasure to waste.

How do our souls know, when the other is right? How do you see, when there seems to be no light? How do you hold on, never less than tight?

I think each embrace is touched with care and grace. I think it all happens in the right time and place. We must trust in all the world and space. To satisfy a heart, that's what it takes.

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