Love That is Kept

love

The simplicity of sharing, connection

We care for another, our relationship, me to you and you to I

In raw essence a desire to love and be loved

Somewhere and somehow comes the trickle of rigid thoughts

Ego

We are being taught

We are being judged

Sized and sorted for worth

Holding on to our inner most thoughts and feelings

Fear the open and free

Interpreted intent other than love for one another

Simplicity strays losing its way

Lost in care, lost in compassion, lost in kindness

Blinded by our own internal sight of protective rules and historical hurt

Human art covered for no other soul to appreciate or adore in its naked and true form

To be loved

Unique color and fine stroke

Blurred

In quiet breathe one comes to understand that love not accepted, seen or understood is the materialized burden another is carrying on their back

Only the heaviness is carried by all of us

For love not given is love not accepted, the two must dance in mutual fall

It is the complexity of our unique human art

The human paradox

In quiet you will find  the boundless love you have to give and a purity of love you need to burst in full color

The inhale and exhale of equal importance to a genuine life

Complimentary existence for happiness

You will learn that love unlived, unsaid and unshared is the root of human rot

You will learn this particular shade is the only color shared on my canvas and yours

The same fears and vulnerabilities

Yet here we sit holding on to our love as if it is some how wrong to give

Sad as I do believe

Love that is kept

Is never felt at all

~Alisa Hutton

The Dawn of Discomfort

lotus

In shortness of breath

Trust the dance and awakening that comes from the dawn of your discomfort

As your chest clenches in tight

When silence screams and white noise grates on every last nerve

As feelings are choked off from placid flow

Offer your silent gratitude in the uneasiness of it all

Your heart is fighting to burst open

Like a lotus flower you are destined from seed

To grow through the mud in order to reach full bloom

When your body’s calm seems to be aggressively locked away and directionless thoughts in a fast paced race

An exhausting marathon you don’t recall wanting to enter

Respect the scenery and feel each step you take

Walk a path that is lit with simplicity and mindfulness along the way

Embrace your intellectual mind and stop to give it a warm hello

It is only running so fast in search of your authentic soul

In the damp and darkness when your body won’t sit still

When you wish you could climb out of your own skin, not sure you can handle any more

Don’t run away

Don’t try to hide

Lean in as far as you can and dive in to the waters below

Tuck blind faith under your arms with age and experience they will help you float

Trust the salt to heal your spirit and unneccessary sores

Relax in to your buoyancy when needing peace and rest

Lay your head on the lap of the trusted love of who you are at your core

For the discomfort you feel that is waking you up at night

Is simply your heart reminding you to always shine your beautiful light

~Alisa Hutton