Prompted by the question “What is love as loneliness” from my meditation teacher, Nick Kranz.
Love as loneliness
At first, an ache, a longing
Peeling back the layers
of form and conditioning
A bright light
A gentle hum
The frequency at which I am
And you are
Yet there is no we
There is just one
Being-ness.
Something in the air
A dark dry dead coldness
A sense of loss
A sadness
A vulnerability
Yet…
A knowing
Of rightness
A heart broken open
Into fullness
Of warmth
And love
Leaning in
Past the
I shoulds
You shouldn’ts
It musts
The I like this
But I don’t like that
There is just
Cool drops of moisture
On warm skin
The smell of wet grass
And concrete
The sound the rain makes
Against the blanket of fallen leaves
A man, leather-skinned and undernourished
As grateful for a smile and cup of coffee
As I am for the tear that trickles down my cheek
And the ache
Of seeing hearts everywhere
Heart and Now 