I'm sorry I kissed your girlfriend
It wasn't that sort of a kiss
It is just the kiss I give
to pretty much everyone
when I See them
Really see them

I am not mean
with my kisses

We are not here
long enough
not to grab someone's face
who is amazing
meet them eye to eye
and tell them just that!

I can't not tell them
I see you Woman/Man
and you are beautifully made
Not on the outside
but on the IN

I appreciate a raw soul
very much
hearing their scars
their truth

So
I won't stop
meeting my lips with others
Can't do it

But I am sorry
that it triggered a fierce fire in you
bothered your heart
activated your Lion self

My heart was not bothered 
by your angry words or glare
your statement of ownership
Although
I felt sad 
you could not see
the gentle intention

I was simply
honoring
someone you love
the way
I do...

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Also see www.madebeautifulbyscars.com

When so much of life
Is stumbling
through obscure or unusual tunnels
Dug by you
Or those before you

Navigating by fingertips
Upon damp walls
Past the gnarled tree roots
and unexpected potholes
Happiness is sunlight

A waft
Of warm heart expanding breath
a divine scent...
The sudden rush
The joy of it
Inexplicably fused with knowing
that it is already an echo
Just as it arrives

It smiles at you
then threatens to leave you
Its coy silken fingers
dart away from your arms
A memory
Before you got the full lunged breath of it
head laid back
eyes closed...

Maybe that is what makes happiness so exquisite
so rich
So peculiarly human
It's impermanence
Reminds
of moments of delicious presence
Of pure being
Our most full expression
Our truth

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We are born with wide eyes 
and arms 

Those first loves
friendships
warm pump fuel
for the heart  

Awakening fibres of connection 
Natural human joy

Life
Rich Life

And then
Something hits
your face grazes concrete 
Breath expelled in shock

The sudden nature
Of an imperfect act
breaks something
Of trust 
Of heart width

That rich wide heart
Slams shut..

Arms wrap the body
and the head turns focus 
from wide Creator
Great Antenna to the world 
To the dirty feet below
Kicking in the dust

No longer out to the world but down

Only we decide
How long for
How long to punish ourselves
In this internal prison 

For self punishment it is
To be that separate
Alone
And distrusting
When your power 
Is as wide as sunlight
When it cannot express
and is kept volcano hid
it rattles
creates madness

At any moment though 
The angry silent violent voice
Of separation
Can be evicted
And the heart door slammed back open

It usually happens in one playful moment 
of abandon

The sweetness 
That never left you 
still waiting patiently beneath 
peeks out 
When your child's dimpled laugh
Stops time

Or when you reach up and climb
Swing from a tree
Roll down a hill 
Run!
 
This way you return to your childlike heart
And swing open the door
The illusion 
The Grey
Is shown for the fraud it is

Don't listen
To the slammed unforgiving mind 
She/He would like to tell you
that Alone
Lonely
And 
Safe
is best

But it's boring
No fun
At all! 

The child You is Queen, is King
A Great Sovereign Being
If only you would let it
Rule
once again
It would ride the waves of life
with head held high
and a smile
as broad as the beach

All Rights Reserved Veronica Farmer 2016
See also www.madebeautifulbyscars.com for Veronica's shared writing project

So it seems
all appropriateness
has finally left the building

So many years 
of shape shifting
and morphing
to warm
and feed others

Can't do it anymore

So what does that mean?
Am I now unkind?
Has all "nice" fled?

My heart remains open
wide and loving

​And yet
A new fierce desire rises in my body
to be the tip of the arrow
and not meander
anymore

This work demands my focus and time
and stronger language
I feel all speeding up
​
the words
said now
​laid down with gravity
create a wave of change
that cannot be stopped

This new me
scares some
but is the fuel I require
to Roar light where it will go

All Rights Reserved by Veronica Farmer
See also www.madebeautifulbyscars.com