True Innocence

Ever since I was nineteen I've know that,

The first Innocence is given and the second one is claimed;

I claim my right to live in Innocence, That said, What is True Innocence?

I've been asking myself this question for a couple of weeks now, 

and this is what I came up with as a working definition for my life:

True Innocence is not a lack of experience

It is the willingness to continuingly engage...

Love Rains, Remaining

Love Rains, Remaining

Love rains in my open heart,

remaining long after the

passing of the forms it comes through,

was_is always present; embedded as light in my cells,

awakened by tiny, tender acts of compassion, unexpected gifts,

delivered with a smile or tears.

Makes it's many appearances in the form of a lover,

daughter, father, mother, husband, friend, uncle, aunt, cousin, sister, nephew, neighbor, 

a person I encounter without ever knowing their name. 

A little bird singing a hymn for me, The sun and just how perfectly it's warming my body right now. 

Sunlight and shadows dancing across the floor

while I'm meditating, casting my lotus Buddha form 

as a shadow puppet show, for my psyche; 

to become aware of, contemplate and honor.

Words Melt Too

Words melt too_like snow

into a soul whose heart

honed with gratitude, 

has become a

half moon bowl 

ready to receive ...

Nova Cynthia 09