She had an unquenchable curiosity. An unreasonable thirst to know other things, and other minds. These ideas, these experiences, notions, perspectives, facts and opinions were an addiction to say the least. One of Jalalud-Din Rumi’s insightful proverbs came to mind, “Two there are who are never satisfied-the lover of the world and the lover of […]
She got in her car and drove. Windows down. Her long hair whipping at her face. The tears blinding her vision. Her hands tightly gripping the steering wheel. Her nails digging into the palm of her hands. She had no idea where she was going. She kept driving. She flipped through the radio and laughed […]
All I do is miss you, and the way you used to be. And all I can do is wonder, how this came to be. I look into your eyes, and see but a stranger. I see the depths of confusion, of turmoil and tears.
Is it her heart? Is it her reason? Her pride? Or lack of… Her self worth? Or lack of… Perhaps her throbbing heart? Or her rapid pulse… Her fear of pain? Or tears… Her fear of sentiment? Or happiness…
They say it’s best to take a chance; to give your trust, without a doubt. To show that ache, that unjust fear, that crushing desire… Only to have it seen and unseen, trampled and forgotten.
It was a secret we shared, or perhaps it was a laugh. A smile? An ache? Or tears… It was something so small, something so simple; something so perfect.
You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore. You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days. Ay, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God. But let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Inexplicably beautiful. Strange how something so seemingly simply can summon such a cascade of emotions. Beauty, sincerity, inspiration and utter heartbreak are effortlessly evoked.
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. -Jalal ad-Din Rumi
Another sleepless night in her bed. The damp pillow taunting her as it often did, taunting her with a plethora of secrets and lies. Why were the tears flowing so heavily tonight? She could barely keep track of the reasons. She felt a pang in her heart; the tears were hurtful. They reminded her of […]