To live with Love

Koalamamma och bebis

by justme 

What is it to live with love?
To combine, to commit,
to converge, and to see.
To understand you can’t change that,
which is already,
so definitely free.
To know that fault lies only,
with ones little idea
called me.

To ponder for just a moment, the unknowable,
and then fully, let go.
To awake from slumber, not by words,
but by action, not show.

To approach the day with an expectant pledge.
To force that which is unmovable over the edge
with an unstoppable, undeniable force.
To realise it’s not you,
but the invisible,
God source.

To understand that to mend could only mean, something is broke
To laugh at the image and discard it
and remove
that illusory, human cloak. ∞


Credits: poem © justme; Image © CatrinPhoto; All rights reserved


To go with the wind


by justme

Stillness, silence,
peace prevails,
Quiet solitude.
A ship on a journey.
Heading somewhere, it sails.

Through seas of thunder and of rage.
To gentle lapping,
upon an endless stage.
Bright white sail says ‘look at me’
Rolled up aramid says
I don’t want to see!’

A rudder moved by a thousand hands
By smells and visions
No vessel understands
Turn left? Turn right?
Who really knows the way?
If I stop I sink
tomorrow’s day.

To push north against the south
Needs strength, and brow
To head east or west
Its all a guess right now.

Oh for a sailor who would lend their hand?
Sadly the sailors are busy,
being grand.

So the stars and the moon,
directing me on.
The wind pushes me forward.
My deck has the sun.
The dolphin of life,
guard each of my sides.
I stopped with deciding
And it suddenly glides

Oh to surrender and accept I don’t know
To go with the wind
And the sails as they blow
To take each minute as if for the first
To eat when I am hungry and drink when I thirst
That’s what it is to live in the now
To shatter my needs and to life take a bow.

Where to? I don’t know
And least do I care
For a fatherly hand is taking me there.
The lesson for all vessels on the path
Is not to go against
The waves and the wrath
But gently lead on and life will take you
To your destination,
To that place,
you already
knew ! ∞


Credits: poem © justme; Image © CatrinPhoto; All rights reserved

Some day I shall rise

Tonight a single star forces its way through the cloud, its enchanting dance , invigorates, as it light serenades the sky, all just to be seen. Its song is my song, its fight is my fight.
You who would be mighty, you who would be great, you be my masters because I am on my knees.
The great only appear great while I am on my knees.
Some day I shall rise. ∞


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The dream of life

by justme

My dream is the dream of life
Found in death, freed by death
A sorrowful thing am I.
I sit upon the tree alone, it’s branches tremble not, for it is I who shivers
My shaking wakes the earth, no other birds will sit with me, the onlooker, the gazer of things.
My song the song of my forefathers, breathes life, calls death, a waiting thing am I
Alone, so very alone.
Yet to my silent tune the clouds they dance, they cry, they move.
To my silent dance we hold each other and smile and weep for a lost tomorrow
Somewhere within the space between the stars, held within the moment is my place.
A perfect place, a quiet place, where I belong
where I am real   

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by justme 
Dance with me, oh child of God
For love has left me and enchantment took it’s place.
Spin me not but look upon mine face
For love has danced with me, yet love forgot
Love looked upon the rose as beauty full of innocence
Yet love forgets me. I too don’t know
What the wind has whispered
I wish to know, but love forgets me now
Only love knows how,
Or why,
Or when,
Or best
I feel the wind, yet I know not what it says.
I cling to life
I fear,I cling no more.
I slip upon the thorn and life slips away from me
I look upon a mirror with no reflective face
For love has left me and enchantment
took it’s place.Yet, once upon a time, in the land of dreams
All fell still
The earth made way and gaped with longing love
The crust of life broke free
The rose was me and I was you and we were one
I could only, just be.
Once upon a time In a land
Where the minute stop and the blind can seeThe wind whispered and I heard
Enchantment left and love immersed, within the rest
And the rose was swallowed and
Destiny fulfilled,
My simple, enchanted quest.
For love.
Credits: Poem © justme; Image © CatrinPhoto; All rights reserved

Colour of love

By justme 

What colour is the sun my friend ?
I feel its warming glow surround and comfort me.
I feel its heat wrap around me .I feel its love. Yet sometimes it loves too much.
If I were not blind I would know if what I see is true.
That I am sad to say will never come true.
For I am a man born without eyes.
And in my heart are endless cries.
To know.

What colour is the wind my friend?
Is it the colour you call orange and blue?
Its cold sharpness stings my skin,
Yet sometimes it is my welcome guest,
When the sun fires me with its summer dress.
What colour are these fields of grass?
To you its simple but to me alas,
its colour is of no significance
But sweet soft lushness holds its magnificence.

What colour is your eyes my love?
Your hair and dress and loveliness’
It’s an intriguing story of which I guess.
But love you tell me, holds no colour. We are equal.
Love is all the colours and yet is none.
It holds the sun and wind and rain.
It is everything in the universe and yet just one.

Let me then forget the colours and live with love,
That we may meet at a single place.
Let me feel and touch your face, with love.
For love is all I need, and you,
love is all you need, too.

justme just loving
I thought I lacked a pair of eyes
When all I lacked was to be wise.
Credits: poem © justme; Image: © CatrinPhoto; All rights reserved

You told me so

There is only one world. That is your world. No one can see as you see. Do you know if everybody sees as you see? When you see colours does everyone see the same colour as you ? When you see the colour purple does everybody see purple as you see purple ? How do you know ? 

Let me tell you why.

You are in a dream. There is only you in the dream and everything in the dream you created. It is not who you are , you are in a dream. The things that are in your world, you created them. There is nobody else but you in the dream.
Once upon a time and yet there was no time, you came to me and told me to come to you and wake you up. Now you dont remember me yet you know me. I seem familiar. All the things you have done you have done so you can sleep but you know you must not sleep too long. You have many more of me coming , you told me so.

 They will come so you might have life. You told me so.

Credits: writng © justme; Image @ CatrinPhoto; All rights reserved

To imagine is to dream

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