Life

Living is the subtle discovery that no one

can fill the empty spaces that inhabit your soul,

Or give you the light that your eyes refuse to see…

Is accepting that the world around us

Is a reflection on our refusal to change,

To refine our aspirations,

To commit to deep love,

To accept that there is beauty in aging,

discovering your weakening body

open space for deep desires…

Fading in time,

Is the emptiness of your hollow wishes,

The fears that dissipate when the light touches your soul,

like air filling your lungs

after holding your breath for so long,

Like rebirth…

Living is finding the beauty in loving a mind and soul

more than the aspirations of a beauty that fades like a breeze in the ocean,

is accepting that we can’t find love in the glowing, bright things

when we are afraid of our own shadows…

is understanding that love is the simple feeling that we are accepted,

that love is finding a space where ours fears subside,

where our soul finds peace,

where our misfortunes and mistakes are welcome.