My heart

Can passion be contained?
Can it be possible to love just a little
when the feelings just want to explode?

When the heart is away
the lump in my throat
threatens to burst thru my skin
..... and tear my life away.

How can I love just a little
When my heart.... it wants to explode
How can I love just a little
When my heart..... it wants to explode. 

© Ian Croft December 2018

Kintsugi

Kintsugi is all about embracing things that are flawed or imperfect.... to mend them together so the cracks are more highlighted instead of hidden.

 

People who are inspirational have always had something that they've gone through — they've made that choice to either fear..... fear and shrink away..... or to face the fear and grow.

Let me be kintsugi
The unthinking vandals delighted
In the breaking of my life
They did the breaking so well
The jagged edges cut deep into my soul
and for endless moments the pain
of the cutting tormented me.

But two decades of patient work
has carefully fitted the pieces together
The love of those that surround me
has glued the parts into a whole....
and the final golden touch has been
the love of my brothers

I am kintsugi

© Ian Croft December 2018

Diamond

If  I were offered a rare diamond
In exchange for you
It would be no contest!
A joke


I would laugh in their face
And walk away....
You are more precious than that diamond
Sweeter than honey
And more valuable to me
Than any mountain of gold

Oh my love.... 

© Ian Croft December 2018

Fire earth water air

Fire is passion
Earth is strength and love and home
Water is life that continues and sustains
Air surrounds them all and makes life possible
First the fire.... then earth..... then water.... before air
Passion... and strength.... and life... and being
You are my passion
You are my strength
You are my life...... and my being

© Ian Croft December 2018

Trust

What makes love?  What makes trust?
Perhaps it is in knowing.....
..... knowing that which cannot be trusted
as well as what can be trusted.
Knowing the ways in which an understanding
can mean different things to different people.

Just as an object is different when seen from the other side
So too truth is different when seen through others eyes

Ponder this o thinking one.....
How to see through all eyes at once!
When I can see as others see
Then I might.... just might.....
be able to know.....

And in the knowing, trust can grow. 

© Ian Croft December 2018

Lady

Lady of mystery
Open your heart
The door is locked fast
Sealed by the pain of past
If only I could unlock that door
There could peace... and love....
Maybe more

© Ian Croft December 2018

Masks

We all wear a mask
That we hide behind

The real me they never see
The real me..... I will never be
On display.... till someone kind
Someone who cares....
Who wants to look
.... wants to know

Someone who understands
that we wear the mask
to dull the pain..... to take away
the hurts that we carry.....

But of course the mask
Only keeps the pain within
so that we can never lose that pain

Help me to take off my mask
.... and lose my pain. 

© Ian Croft December 2018