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Hard to Love

Is love really loving the lovable?
No, it’s loving the unlovable
that makes love real…
-
every man a king

O’, Solomon!
You had a
thousand concubines
the finest wine
and the
wisest mind
and your palace
was made of gold
but in the end
you found
that without
love and laughter
the whole of life
grows cold
but, “it’s all
vanity and a
chasing after wind”
-
Pupil

You care less
about things
and more
about people
when you
discover
there are
so many things
to love
about yourself…
-
Crisis

when we lose ourselves
the soul experiences
terror
and over time
depression and distraction
of the loss
Maybe that’s the problem
with people
we’ve made ourselves
sick with
pretending…
-
Lying and Rising

O’, Jesus!
It is better
to be an honest devil
than a pretentious angel
for I found myself
to be more of a
shackled sinner
than a discerning disciple
but even in rebellion
it’s a tragedy
that we’ve made
your person an idol
and have given
no thought
to the power of
your Love.
“Greater love
hath no man than this,
that he lay down
his life for his friends”
-
The World as Love

Brother Art,
hard truths
are the
best medicine
and cold
uncurated philosophies
are the cures
to every crisis
may your remembrance
and your books
be at the side
of every man’s dying hour
“Every parting
gives a foretaste of death,
every reunion
a hint of the resurrection.”
-
Masterpiece

O’, Tyson!
It was your tears
and not your ferocity,
the valiant birth
of your self-confessed fears
and not your unmatched prowessness
that gave me a reason
to keep fighting
“Life is beautiful
but you have to
accept the good
and the bad
as being beautiful.”
-
Love and Reason

Moses,
I marvel more
at your modesties
than your miracles
for in the journey
you saw more
pain than
promises,
and much
bickering
over blessings
and dying
before the inheritance
you knew you
would do it
over and over
again for
your people
“Therefore
choose life”
-
In Search of a Something

Dearest, Jung
your words became
a balm,
a soothing
elixir to
my sickened
spirit,
an unending
fountain for
the seeking wounded,
a path paved
perfectly with
a paradox
“The privilege
of a lifetime
is to become
who you truly are.”
-
Tightrope

O’, Nietzsche!
there was
no god,
no love,
no outreaching
hand
to lift
me out
of the entangling
web of hellfire-
save when
you said,
“One must
still have
chaos within
to give birth
to a dancing
star.”