statue of david | The Life, the Light, the Tears, of the Poet of the Sphere

There are things that are easy, and there are things that are hard;
but when you feel something deeply and intensely for someone,
and when those feelings and emotions lead you to the meaning of your life,
there is no greater beneficiary than your own heart.

I don’t think love can be defined so easily and understandably in words
than it can be and always should be expressed in thoughts,
gestures, generosity, and selflessness;
however, when used in unison with words of beauty, depth, and poetry,
the power of the magic that can be enchanted is nothing short of wondrous.

Meeting someone new who you have never met in your entire life is easy-
everyday everybody does so without even a second thought-
the chances of you walking out of your home in the morning
and never making eye-contact with the unfamiliar irises of a stranger
for the rest of the day, are, I am quite confident in saying,
very close to naught.
Meeting someone new, who you may one day choose
to trust your spirit and your soul to
is fraught with uncertainty and fear, at first-
sometimes, even to the degree that you swear that your need
to share a part of yourself with someone, if it is not fulfilled
then your heart is literally going to burst.

Human beings are advertising-animals-
we either share a lot, or a little, of ourselves with the world,
but no more than we are confident with;
as long as we emit our own aura of who and how
we would like others to see us,
then we are willing to leave everything else about us
to speculation and myth.

Falling in love at first-sight is a hard habit to break-
like Michelangelo seeing the statue of David before he sculpted him,
sometimes you cannot help yourself,
after seeing someone who you really like,
from removing all the unnecessary marble that surrounds them
and sculpting them in your mind the way that you see them-
and, unfortunately, when that optimistic and artful view
is sometimes shattered-
when art comes to life in ways unforeseen and un-envisioned-
it is hard for everyone to pick up the pieces
and put them back together again.

Meeting someone new is easy,
meeting them for the first time can be hard;
but I do not think that anyone would have it any other way-
and that is why life, love, and people,
are an entrancing and an inspiring work of heart.