When love calls…

how to answer… with abandon … with caution… with heart wide open… love loves... hurts have torn me to the bone… cored my heart out like one cores out an apple, made me bleed tears and shook me like a coconut tree, left me on a road alone, abandoned with no one to call, feeling naked and afraid,

love calls … like the warmth of the sun when you least expect it, standing alone on the beach, feet in the sand, treasures abound…  the sound of pure love…  unmistakable… it’s more than a sound.. it’s an unexpected encounter with another,

love calls … and our love is  ignited, visible only to us and others who share a deep connection to heart love, a permeable light fills our hearts, mends any residual damage, restores us to a state of wholeness,  and sets our hearts ablaze with a light so bright…it glows and knows without words, that we exist…the ones that love…the ones who believe…the ones who have grieved losses… that love conquers and prevails all trials and tribulations … our hearts opens wide, and what’s left is love’s light

 

Sand Stars

Love Light like stars twinkling in the sand

A stone’s tale

 

Heart of Stone

she touched it, rolled it around in her hands

what does this stone have to say, what is its tale

the stone that looks like two lovers

cold and gray

two lovers with a cloak

together they form a heart

a heart made of stone

a stone from the earth

whose journey was a rough and tumbling one

as they traveled in the river once large

to a creek, wearing their edges

whispering to one another

their dreams

picked up by a stranger

found on a path or in a stream

in some random place

on a day unknown

male and female

clinging to one another through the elements

determined to hold one another until the end

whose tight grip formed a heart

a heart of stone

©Anita Adams 2018