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“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and being alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel.”

― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

Here’s to the beauty of wasting one’s heart lavishly… 🩷

Lavishly Loving

I wanted to gift my heart to you,to waste it on youlavishly. I wanted to pourmy heart in you– like ripe red grapesyield their wine,intoxicating and free.

Oh, Sweet Love, I wanted to wasteall my sweetness on youjust like ‘the apple treeswaste their sweetnessfalling in heaps around you’

Darling,sit by me. And I would let you tasteas much of my sweet loveas you wish.

Darling,I am wasting my love on youin full heapsjust like the apple trees waste their sweetness.

With my sweetnessI soften eachdis-ease within youso that youcan for-givelife’s harsh hands.

Sweet love,let me dance for youlike the leaves on the treesswaying in rhythm with the wind

Oh Sweet One,my love flows to yourelentlessly– like ‘the streams and rivers that never rest’.

Ich möchte gerne mein Herz an dich verschenkenich möchte esan dich verschwendenin der Wahrheit des Lichtsund der Ewigkeit der Nachtmöchte ich mein Herz an dich verschenken

Sweet Darling, let me give it all away–pouring my love over youas I learned it from the Niagara Falls rushing down to kiss your skin Honey,let me bathe youin silent presence,where all of your heartis being heard at once.

My BelovedLoved One!

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“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and being alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You have to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes too near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself that you tasted as many as you could.”

― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“A mountain watches over a landscape and lures its mind towards the horizon. Streams and rivers never rest; they are relentless nomads who claim neither shape nor place. Stones and field in habit a Zen-like stillness and seem immune to all desire. Nature is always wrapped in seamless prayer”

― John O Donohue, Eternal Echoes

Love, in its purest form, knows no econocmy; it overflows like reivers that never rest, like trees that give freely. As you leave these verses…

* … may you carry with you the remidner that sweetness shared is never truly wasted.

* … may your heart pour out in generous abunduance

Love 🩷

Rose

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