"Death is Nothing at All" by Henry Scott Holland

Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are.

Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?

I am but waiting for you.
For an interval.
Somewhere. Very near.
Just around the corner.

All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!

You are the air that I breathe,
You are the words that I speak,
You are the rhythm of the song to which my heart beats.
You are my morning sunshine,
You are the moon in my night,
You are the one in my life who makes everything right.

I feel lost without you here
I can’t seem to find my way
Apathetic and lonely
I just wander thru my days

I’m listless in demeanor
Lacking path or direction
Every way is daunting with
No sign of resurrection

Making the time pass faster
Is like trying to stop rain
But the thought of your return
Keeps me from going insane

You are the air that I breathe,
You are the words that I speak,
You are the rhythm of the song to which my heart beats.
You are my morning sunshine,
You are the moon in my night,
You are the one in my life who makes everything right.

hurricane

very strange energy indeed
the universe is awry
as it is in my heart
and all i can do is cry
tears fall from my eyes
reappearing soon as they dry
as i ask myself why
i still miss you
you were never there
forever unfaithful
from the day you crossed my path
destruction was your wrath
now i am but a damaged vessel
left to weather the storm.

empirical building

Listen to me and you will see
Im lyrically empirical
Building on foundations of creation
These reverberations
Delivered by citations
Which relate my frustrations
Not set in quotations
When I express my relations
To people and experiences

Lip Service

its unfortunate to realize
all the words were just lies
lines
lip service
a disservice
to me
to you
to love

harvest time

can't handle and shouldn't handle.... so walk away and maybe come back later.... some projects you can build and some you have to let grow... [think of it as] a garden... killing yourself weeding in the hot sun is pointless. the seeds went in, they were watered and sprouted, there's a scarecrow in place.... now enjoy Lughnassa and come back nearer harvest time...

un-truth

she says im a dream maker
and calls me the dream taker
says it was never love
i was not grace
at every level
she broke me down
my need for control
my neurosis
her intent perhaps to rebuild me
passive aggressively
through projection
as though it were my own volition
to "grow" in her light
by challenging my character
with her spirituality...

wounded

wounded
bleeding
heart
heals
with
scars

LOVE

Love with all you are,
let it consume you,
because it is the most pure and real experience on earth,
and if you can learn to let yourself fall,
you will never feel more elated in your life....

and that is what it is all about.

Ever?

are we really ever ready? ever?

it seems never.

but if we wait until we are ready, we might be waiting forever.

missing out on the whatever, wherever, whenever

and the whomever we chose

to promise forever and to never leave

but ever doesn't seem to concede.

for whatever reason,

wherever life takes us is not whenever we are ready,

it is ever when it should be.

for you i wasn't ready.

but i fell where love led me.

CHANGE

Unwillingness
to
cHaNgE
will
hinder
one’s
ability
to
thrive
in
this
life.

Life may not be the party we hoped for,
but
while
we're
here
we should dance.

Never Regret....

Life is short,
Break the rules,
Forgive quickly,
Kiss slowly,
Love truly,
Laugh uncontrollably,
And never regret anything that made you smile.

Amplification

fear projects doubt
reflecting through prisms
bending and twisting
creating illusions
distorting truths
sabotage

ready to fly

exciting and new.
gentle and true.
now i am fearless
for there is nothing to fear of you.
parallel paths we've taken
on two all but different roads
from happiness to heartache
riding every high and every low
we are but mere nomads
searching for a home
a place to settle in
not from which to roam
although life is not a destination
for is a journey through time
and i would like to witness yours
and have you witness mine

The Catch

So...they all want to know
How did I do it? How did I catch the one determined to remain uncaught?
Well. It was easy you see; I was not chasing her.
Actually, I didn't even know she existed.
All I did was put myself out there
Accept the possibility that, despite the broken road of romance on which I have traveled, there is someone out there perfect for me
We just hadn't crossed paths yet.
And then, we did, cross paths, that is,
but there were blockades to universe alignment
And our physical introduction was postponed
Temporarily
But our souls had already met
And she was compelled to find me
For reasons unbeknown to her then
But exceedingly clear now
So you ask, how did I catch her?
I didn't. I just walked in the door
And our souls caught each other.

Broccoli Carpachio

Peel the tough, fibrous outside and slice broccoli stalks thinly, about 1/8 of an inch thick. Toss with salt and lime juice to taste. Arrange the slices across your plate, alternating them with thin slices of ripe avocado, drizzle with nice extra virgin olive oil, and top to taste with a rough puree of 3 tablespoons chopped Thai basil, 1 teaspoon minced ginger, 1 teaspoon minced garlic, 1/2 teaspoon coarse salt, and 1/2 teaspoon minced Thai bird's eye chiles.

We Are...

Living
Openly
Voraciously
Existing.

Letting
Others
Views
Eclipse.

Leaping
Over
Vicarious
Enemies.

Leaving
Old
Vices
Expired.

Laughing
Outwardly
Viscerally
Ecstatic.

WE.
ARE.
LOVE.

Electricity

The sensation of your breath
moving along my skin
A swift jump start
and then whirring
humming vibrations
as you move from my ear
down my neck
over my prominent clavicle
down my ribcage
pausing to feel each one's contour
by your best sensor
You gently suckle and nibble my hip bone
As you find your way between my legs
I am wet
Waiting for you.

Snapshots

Your hands are my love affair
Your kiss my escape
Your eyes my infinite playground
I am lost in your embrace
Warm and sweet our breaths flow
Seamlessly across our lips
Between our mouths
We share our souls
The salty wet kisses of angels streaming down
Eyes glistening
You feel EVERYTHING I feel
Without words
Snapshots
Forever impressed
Wrinkles in time

On Easy Street...

do you believe
in love at first meet
from the moment we greet
we're on Easy Street
it's raw and its real
these things that we feel
like we're falling...
up uP UP we go
soaring, floating
feelings unreeling
demons retreating
this connection proceeding
over that which preceded
heartbeats increasing
we're joined in our breathing
and then...
by our lips
and OH. MY. GOD.
this is bliss
an unreal first kiss

A new song

I cut the final heart string
Which ended our "love song"
I feel no emotion
So i know it wasnt wrong
And seamlessly beginning
with nay beat missed
A new song I hear playing
which sounds more beautimiss
than any one before it
such a lovely melody
in chords already tuned
in perfect harmony

And so I sit and listen...

in the shade

what do you do, when you know she was untrue, but she came home to you.... let is slide? will it subside? or continue to ride in the shadows....it is rather shady where you stand....

Which way is up??

Circumstantial evidence has me reeling
I can't explain the way I'm feeling
You've got me so damn twisted
I'm not sure which to go
It's said that the past repeats itself
But I'm not ready for this show
I cant handle if there is a sequel
to the first episode
I dont know which was is up
but I'm about to explode

Off the map...

Just getting plugged back in
after a week off the grid
can't believe i came home
almost wish i never did

I escaped to a place
where only dirt paves the streets
no motorized transport
just the soles of my feet
treading contently
along black sandy beaches
above the pristine rain forest
a black hawk screeches

In the day the sun shines brightly
perched up in the sky
against a blue and cloudy backdrop
meaning sprinkles anytime
Toucans sit high
on branches of trees
while monkeys swing by
with graceful ease

The wind at my back
the sun in my face
I can close my eyes
and go back to this place

Oh peaceful day you come to me
like the gentle spring rain
you wash away the impurities
and melt away the pain

The pollution of light
Is minimal at night
Just as clear as the day
I can see the milky way
And among the depth of stars
much to my surprise
I see Scorpio shining brightly
right before my eyes

Oh peaceful night you come to me
like the gentle spring rain
you wash away the impurities
and melt away the pain

white flag

It's driving me crazy
Right out of my mind
I question which commitments
will stand the test of time
What if things end
Like they have before
Should I give up on the battles
White flag the whole war?

if only...

if only i could just remember
the words of our love song
they were once like second nature
when we used to sing along

now its hard to hear the music
or pick up on the beat
only a part of me remembers
and so i tap my feet

and they go...

tick tock tick tock
like the cold metal hands in the grand hall clock
just tick tock tick tocks
echoing down the halls, the ticking never stops
through the silence it calls, to me ever so soft
our muted love song
it ticks
and it tocks

if i could only just remember
the words of our love song
i might again hear the melody
ive been missing for so long

i might just hear the music
re-find the harmony
i might fall back in love with you
and you in love with me

but its hard to hear the music
or pick up on the beat
only a part of me remembers
and so i tap my feet

and they go...

tick tock tick tock
like the cold metal hands in the grand hall clock
it just tick tock tick tocks
echoing down the halls, the ticking never stops
through the silence it calls, to me ever so soft
our muted love song
it ticks
and it tocks