chocolate eggs (ramblings)
It's Easter. I ate my candy for breakfast. Chocolate eggs go just as good with pancakes as the real deal.
But I can't shake the memories of my ways. All the chocolate eggs in the world wont change whatever ripples were caused by my actions.
Sometimes we hope that nothing happens, that the ripples will just be ridden through unbeknownst to anyone. And other times we are rocking the water so violently we spew forth out tempest on the world at large.
So it is true when you like someone, in a deeper or meaningful way than the outside world allows. When you feel something inside and it brews and stews. Until you reach a boiling over point. The want and desire to serve this dish, so aptly prepared, so beautifully magnificent. I am not very brave, so sometimes I let it build and boil until I do something really stupid or really honest. You see, I am only a little bit brave. I am brave enough to admit that love is everywhere and that we should just enjoy it already, but sometimes, I am afraid to take it for my self. If you're busy doing it you aren't to concerned with talking about it.
So we spend time with people, enjoy them and be with them, not expecting anything, but noticing this building up of energy inside.
Sometimes I could scream with every inch of me and still not say a word. When I try to make a move, I am hindered by indecision. I am only a little brave when I send a text message instead of telling the person, but that is because it is so real, so True that to utter the words is to break a holy covenant with my heart. Or utter bullshit, cowardice.
I don't care what he thinks. I'm not worried about how he will respond. I am more so disappointed in my methods. But when I had him in front of me, he made me so nervous. Why stops me from going out there and taking what I want?Do I not deserve it? Was it not made for me? Why then is there fear? Why then is there business where stillness once was?
Find your center again and rest that you discovered what you needed too, you are doing what you need too.
But I'm not the only one in this equation that is afraid. You aren't moving toward it either, yet everything points to it. Why? You're my reflection and you're scared too.
You feel what I do
or it wouldn't be there to feel
Whatever happens, I have learned and I am grateful
reminded that lessons are all around us
and love is the river we are carried in
But I can't shake the memories of my ways. All the chocolate eggs in the world wont change whatever ripples were caused by my actions.
Sometimes we hope that nothing happens, that the ripples will just be ridden through unbeknownst to anyone. And other times we are rocking the water so violently we spew forth out tempest on the world at large.
So it is true when you like someone, in a deeper or meaningful way than the outside world allows. When you feel something inside and it brews and stews. Until you reach a boiling over point. The want and desire to serve this dish, so aptly prepared, so beautifully magnificent. I am not very brave, so sometimes I let it build and boil until I do something really stupid or really honest. You see, I am only a little bit brave. I am brave enough to admit that love is everywhere and that we should just enjoy it already, but sometimes, I am afraid to take it for my self. If you're busy doing it you aren't to concerned with talking about it.
So we spend time with people, enjoy them and be with them, not expecting anything, but noticing this building up of energy inside.
Sometimes I could scream with every inch of me and still not say a word. When I try to make a move, I am hindered by indecision. I am only a little brave when I send a text message instead of telling the person, but that is because it is so real, so True that to utter the words is to break a holy covenant with my heart. Or utter bullshit, cowardice.
I don't care what he thinks. I'm not worried about how he will respond. I am more so disappointed in my methods. But when I had him in front of me, he made me so nervous. Why stops me from going out there and taking what I want?Do I not deserve it? Was it not made for me? Why then is there fear? Why then is there business where stillness once was?
Find your center again and rest that you discovered what you needed too, you are doing what you need too.
But I'm not the only one in this equation that is afraid. You aren't moving toward it either, yet everything points to it. Why? You're my reflection and you're scared too.
You feel what I do
or it wouldn't be there to feel
Whatever happens, I have learned and I am grateful
reminded that lessons are all around us
and love is the river we are carried in