Heartache after heartache

Washing over me

The recurring ones

deepening the ones new to me

While my heart longs to be free

Of living with regret or pain in me

It is those lessons which seed the depth to see

But yet every day a struggle to let go of what is and isn't meant to be

To just breathe

and live in peace

Allowing being in ease

In equilibrium with the waves caressing me

Not there to torment me

Loves formed

Teasing me

with the time I spend waiting for the

While the gift given tossed away

Even when seen

why held at bay?

Man and woman scared everyday

Conditioned even more to run

rather than towards, away

People like bedsheets

Exchanged in a twisted game

One more used than the other

Replaced by ones safe and not a threat to bother

the Rhythm one is stagnated and shielded in

The fortress built to protect the soul rather than a vessel to hold.

To form a stream, a lake, an ocean, the sky and the Earth, open to receive

what could make life worthwhile to conceive

But instead the bedsheets given in life's dowry.

Thrown away

In thought that something better, more

could come your way

Instead of treasuring and carefully washing, mending the fabric,

Which cou[…]