The simplicity of sharing, connection
We care for another, our relationship, me to you and you to I
In raw essence a desire to love and be loved
Somewhere and somehow comes the trickle of rigid thoughts
Ego
We are being taught
We are being judged
Sized and sorted for worth
Holding on to our inner most thoughts and feelings
Fear the open and free
Interpreted intent other than love for one another
Simplicity strays losing its way
Lost in care, lost in compassion, lost in kindness
Blinded by our own internal sight of protective rules and historical hurt
Human art covered for no other soul to appreciate or adore in its naked and true form
To be loved
Unique color and fine stroke
Blurred
In quiet breathe one comes to understand that love not accepted, seen or understood is the materialized burden another is carrying on their back
Only the heaviness is carried by all of us
For love not given is love not accepted, the two must dance in mutual fall
It is the complexity of our unique human art
The human paradox
In quiet you will find the boundless love you have to give and a purity of love you need to burst in full color
The inhale and exhale of equal importance to a genuine life
Complimentary existence for happiness
You will learn that love unlived, unsaid and unshared is the root of human rot
You will learn this particular shade is the only color shared on my canvas and yours
The same fears and vulnerabilities
Yet here we sit holding on to our love as if it is some how wrong to give
Sad as I do believe
Love that is kept
Is never felt at all
~Alisa Hutton
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Alisa, this sums it up nicely.
“For love not given is love not accepted, the two must dance in mutual fall.”
What is the old line, “it is better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all.”
Nicely done, Keith
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Thanks, Keith:) This is something that has rolled around in me for a while. Human nature of hurt/fear, sometimes even just the inability to step outside of busyness to extend love to others. I had a thought the other day, I wonder what the world would feel like if we all just chose to offer love in every human interaction we have in our days. A simple and wonderful concept.
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Indeed it is. What was Margaret Mead’s quote about changing the world one person at a time?
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Yes:) “Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed it’s the only thing that ever has.” Great words to live by.
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Thanks for remembering the quote.
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I had to look it up, my memory is not that good lol. Happy you reminded me of it:)
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A difficult thing for so many to learn that certainly love is meant for giving. Especially hard for me with my adult children. So easy to love but hard to let go and to not hold on to the love I’ve been given. Learning from your children is more precious than gold. Nicely written.
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Thank you, Renee. It is a hard to thing to learn (and live) and requires a lot vulnerability, which is scary at times. It can feel/offer beauty and sting equally at times. Our kids really do offer so much learning, as you say more precious than gold:)
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Love, such concept, such a feeling. Couldn’t agree more with your words. Used to be shy about telling people my feelings, but no more. And am not talking only about lovers, you know? Love in general, but even more so when its significant. Love really has, and does change people’s lives. It’s definitely better expressed than never to be shared at all. Our society needs more of it, and one could never get enough of it. It’s been my contention that you could never love someone too much, friend, relative, or lover. Does that make sense?
What do you think Alisa?
In any case, great piece. Love these as they always make me ponder about things that matter. Not that other poetry is bad! Just, you know, usually try to find meaning in life, and in circumstances and your poetry has that to boot.
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I very much agree. It is funny but it seems to be the one thing romantic or otherwise that people seem to often hold on to so dearly. I suppose it is a combination of vulnerability, how society teaches us etc. It always makes me sad though as I don’t see how holding on to it carries any use for us or others. Silly humans at times:) Thanks for reading and your thoughts, always love your insights.
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Silly humans! Ha, very well stated. What you say makes sense though. Holding on to these things nigh never works. And am glad you appreciating. Do take care.
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