Tag: hate

upon a fence post

Upon a birch wood in the moonlight
A sparrow of sorrow spoke
“what is life to the living,
What is death to the forgotten”
And he that was the sparrow was gone.

Upon a sapphire near the creek side
A lonesome toad spoke upon life
“What is love to the giver,
What is hate to the neglected“
And she that was the toad went away.

And as I thought upon these things
An owl meeting upon a fence post set in speech
“What is life is what it is when it is gone,
What is death but a final night of sleep before an endless dawn”,
And then the owl I could no longer see for I had gone.

the ridge

A gentle sleep a somber embrace
It is you I love that which take me from this place
Loneliness gone by the long stride of life goes by
Good bye thy love never to be
Unto the mist of the ridge where all shall be
I never seen hate that which was not man made
Nor have I ever seen love that which God had not lain
From the ridge unto the sky my soul shall abide
The fear leaveth behind and all thy love let it shine
From this ridge I say ado, forever is that day forever it is anew.

love and evil

To do anything for a love is simple

And is fascination of lust

Yet to not do something, for that is love,

To hold back the hounds upon your enemy

For her simple request is what it is to be in love.

Taking the essence of life from another

 for a woman that wishes Is not a woman of worth,

 neither have I met a woman worth the taking of your own essence.

do not be fancy in petty delights of love

they harvest evil thus meant to use pure against you,

they are trite and null of man’s true worth.

I say to have mercy because of her is adoration

Yet to forgive another for her blessedness

is love of the most divine.

Women are the greatest creatures for good or evil

Leading one to righteousness

Or beckoning him to hell.

fields of verve

If love is blind equally so should beauty;

Yet fear is the rind that protects our inner fruit,

What is that we hate it is that we fear

More so it is that we are ladled into.

From time of youth of what we fear to deny

The sculptors hand of our relation;

Fear starts in the home, 

It is not hate that breeds

Yet the lack of stern love,

Plus an immense ignorance

Volleying back and forth throughout the generations

Breeding what is and what has been.

Let us deny our greatness

Lay down our paper crowns

Humble ourselves for we are fallible,

Acceptance of contrast is great

For if we do not love we do no move

We do not move we do not live

If we do not live we shall never be at peace:

When the movement ends

The final page turns

All that shall be left is the wisdom and beauty

Or darkness you have harvested

In the fields of your verve.

Love conjured

Love conjured

I say love is the easiest conjured up emotion in the human mind

I say this without ever loving without hurting, or trusting without doubt

I might be a cynic; I might be a witness, but I believe in love

 where sacrifice and trust are elements that hold every emotion together to create love

jealousy- even such an emotion can play a part in love to want something is an element of it

joy- how they make you feel

anxious- what is felt going to meet them, first date or the alter

 despair- to know this is to know why they are so important

fear- to love someone is to fear loneliness to fear there loneliness, and to love for the fear of the end.

Hope- what they have given you

It’s odd but hate is the opposite of love, yet contain all these except hope, hope is what moves all other emotions  and if they where to stand still they would become like stagnate water.

Emotional Movement vs. Stagnant

 Movement vs. stagnant

The movement of the universe is the one thing that keeps all things alive; it is movement begetting movement, when you take water and stop its movement it become stagnant and vile. This could be true for the emotions that we are gifted, love is like that water in a stream; but when the water is halted and stills the water becomes bad, it grows parasites although life emerges from the water but it is not the life of humaneness. Hate is anti movement it knows one thing to collect other vile, much like parasites it will only destroy and grows best like a body of water in darkness. The removing of water from movement to still would be one’s own conditioning and thus when jealous thoughts are not allowed to move on the water stops and collects, the greater size of water will be a greater evil to come from it. one must move from day to day they must progress in mind and humility and the wisdom of age shall bless them until that stream joins the collective.