Learning to Love, Starborn
Lina Ru
Learning to Love, Starborn
I am empty spaces,
looking for you,
but you are running away from me,
as water that flows
through your face,
as tears that wash
dear old pain.
There is nothing
to be afraid of,
everything is love,
that is life as you love,
and in your love,
you made me real.
I was real in your arms,
eternal in your breath,
free in your chest,
love in your breath.
I had not realized
you had made me
understand the love
that lived in me,
until today.
I was glittering
because of you, starborn:
{
Stars are born when
there is a glittering
reality inside of them
}
Time will pass by, and as
broken dreams find their way
into us, I will remember
we are lost, still humans,
gazing toward the light
that sprung us in love,
starborn.
So, as I begin to feel life,
today, I see you; my eternal me,
letting you love me:
starborn.
Some part of me sees you clearer,
knowing I am learning to let go,
as the flower reverberating:
an endless will running
around the petals that portray
the faces of loving purity
until all faces become one,
you and it, it and me,
starborn.
How will we understand
what is a farewell
if we know how to love?
Starborn,
just love.
Is there a farewell? If we find infinite love in other beings through loving their love, does love cease to exist? Is their love part of your love? If so, where is the farewell?
