What you feel is life, what you live is another story.

Author: tomgrasso (Page 5 of 38)

He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother

This song still makes me cry as it brings out the love within me to the open (this video doesn’t hurt)…

You aren’t heavy, you’re my brother…

 
[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k8Chb69kvQI&w=420&h=315]

You Are…

You are…
The tear that forms in my eye
In the moments that we share.
The chill that runs through my spine
When you reach for an embrace.
The wave of ecstasy that crashes through reality.
 
You are…
The excuse my Heart gives my mind to win
When the battle seems all but lost.
The sweat that pours from my brow
As I try to share “that part of me”.
The dream that awakens every part of my existence.
 
You are…
The Wind within my Mind
That rustles even the oldest leaves.
The sound that drives me forward
Even though I cannot take another step.
The footprints in the sand when I can no longer walk alone.
 
You are…
The spring thaw that comes
Not a moment to soon.
The view I see from the loftiest heights
And a reason I made the climb.
The Sky that defines the Mountaintop.
 
You are…
The scope that has helped me see mySelf
The star that has given me some direction
The path that has led me to somewhere new
And you’ve done it all
Just by Being you.
 

Thankful

I close my eyes and thank you
Thank you for this feeling
Thank you for this inspired prose
Thank you for this experience
 
I am but a man
Imperfect, unknowing, afraid
A man used to standing on his own
While not liking it.
A man used to looking in the mirror
And wishing for a better view.
A man used to singing a familiar tune
While wishing he could change the station.
A man not unlike you.
 
A boy once beaten into wisdom
Had to first learn about his own stupidity.
A boy once betrayed into darkness
Had to know the abyss to see unending light.
A warrior once of the sword now of the Anahata 
He searches for a his way in the briers
Toward the sound that has given him pause
Toward the Stream that has given him a reason
To be thankful.
 
I close my eyes and thank you.
Thank you for the dreams I am about to dream
Thank you for the dreams I have had
Thank you for showing me a way.
 
Thank you for you.

The Mountain

I heard once that I was a Mountain
Beautiful and strong
Defining the horizon
Creating majesty in the valleys of life.
 
Beauty does not exist without You
You define it, You give it life
You set its value, You give it grace
You honor it with Your actions.
 
So, do I exist in this moment?
Or have I been weathered away into a pebble?
I stand as I always have
Loving, waiting, shining, trying my best.
 
I would not worry except that I care for You
And long for You in Love’s embrace
Just as I care not if the Sun is shining
Except that I love the warmth upon my face.
 
One you have tasted the Sun
The night can seem so cold
If not for the stars, those glimmers of Sunlight
The night would be the end of me.
 
Warm my face with the beauty
That is you
Lift me up with outstretched hands
Because that is what you do.
 
Warm my weathered peak
So that Love may melt and flow down into my tempered valleys
I am here, waiting
Not demanding anything but who you are.
 
I ask the Sun to be the Sun
Do not darken out of fear
Do not grow cold out of mindless wonderings
Just shine baby…shine.
 
If it’s there, let me see it
If it isn’t, let me know it
Tell me if the twilight I see is the Dawn
Or the end of this wondrous day.
 
This Mountain, this Truest block of granite
Bows to You, It’s Sun
And asks You draw from high above
The best of what It has to offer.
 
The clouds can only hide me
The wind will take forever to reduce me
As I am here, and I am now
Looking upon all you light for me.
 

I Would

If I could take this Feeling
And give it to you
I would.
You would know
You would believe
You would understand.
 
If I could show this Love
Better than my humanness will allow
I would.
And you would see me
And want me
And know that I am yours.
 
If I could find the faith to Accept
And know the truth beyond what I can see
I would.
And you would be free
And I would know you
As the wind in my face.
 
Yes, if I but only knew
And could throw away the shackles of this humanity
I would.
My mind questions, my heart bleeds
My eyes see, my mind questions
In a cycle that defines my reality.
 
Imagine if the Sun
Had been given our human mind
It would withhold It’s light
It would make It’s warmth conditional
It would see fear as well
And we would surely die.
 
Do I withhold my Light from you my Love?
Or you from me?
I would let it all be free if such power was mine.
For now I climb and head for the Stream
And heed the sounds that echo from my Heart
I would…I would.
 
 
 
 

My Addiction

I close my eyes…
Stillness…
Gone to shelter is the storm
Hiding from my Truth
Knowing it is a part of me.
 
I sense Her…
Love…
Flowing into me like a mountain stream
Protecting my insecurity
Holding me closely in the throes of withdrawal.
 
It’s my addiction
These Ups and Downs
These Ebbs and Flows
Will I ever release their hold on me?
Who knows?
For now I’ll thank them for their assistance.
 
I hold my mantra…
Clarity…
I focus on the candle, not the flame
Wretched thing this mind
I am both the creation and the Creator.
 
I plant the seed…
Impatient…
Too often wanting to change the sapling to a tree
Wanting you to be more than you desire
Wishing and hoping that you will see.
 
This is my addiction…
These Ups and Downs
These Ebbs and Flows
Spawned on me from countless lifetimes of expectations
Spawned onto you in my karmic resolve
I forgive me for the cracks within my shell.
 
I see my own infallibility…
Perfection…
Clouds and moods are part of me – the Sky
You may not like when I hide the Sun
But you love me on a warm Spring day.
 
I am the Farmer…
Always planting…
Reaping what I sow and sowing what I reap
Knowing this crop will create another
So I tenderly kiss the Hand that drops the seed.
 
This is my addiction…
These Ups and Downs
These Ebbs and Flows
The cycles of learning through experience
Which are as much a part of me
As I am of them.
 
I accept.
I deny.
I release.
I get attached.
I Love.
I fear.
I exist.
This is my addiction.

Brother Dear

This trial’s come
So I’ll find some
Memories of times that we once knew.
And until it’s passed
I’ll hold fast
To those thoughts I have of you.
 
You have to leave
But I won’t grieve
I know I’ll see you soon.
So until that time
In this grand design
I’ll sing my heart’s sweet tune.
 
Take my heart
As you depart
Protect it as if your own.
For Brother dear
I’ll hold you near
You do not walk alone.
 
 
 
 

Do?

Do my hugs comfort you?
Do you search for them?
Do you close your eyes and imagine them?
Tell me…
 
Do my words matter?
Do you pay attention?
Do they echo in your mind
when I am not near?
 
Do you think of me?
When I am not around?
Do you search for my smell
Or look for pieces of me in the dark?
 
Do you cry inside as I fade into the distance?
Do you look for one last part of me
as the light fades?
Or imagine your hand in mine for a minute more?
 
 Sorry…I just wonder
As I wander through this life
To matter, to be so important as to be the One
Do I…never mind…
 
 
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