Rilke Knows

The Hills Are Alive With The Sound of Music. 

Love and grief 

Wherever One is

Allow 

Both two deepen. 


Create and

Hold skins that 

Shed, skins that

Stretch, skins that 

Show The Feel of

The Real, 

The wordless 

Unreasonable 

A love simple beyond 

Unreasonable 

A Grief Never ever lands

Unreasonable,


Never ever pre 

tend 

To a love or a grief 

Other than that 

that is as 

No

Reason. 


You beauty Full

Grief deeper, deepest, 

stretching my multitudes, 

allow expand 

You beauty, Full matters, 

A Love, no reason, 

same same

Both Contain a full blown 

Over flow 

Fullness

it is as it is, fully felt

fully human, fully within

a perfectly healthy

an imperfectly No Fucking Clue

Why Reason? Why over Think? 

Why even want or need or reach hard for conclusion?


Living a Whole Life Worth Living

An excuse for my love

To come 

Undone, for my grief 

To Be, seen, heard, 

Silently held and 

Simply witnessed. 


Life 

You total expanse 

You merry made deeper

You know it you live it you feel it 

Unreasoned, fiercely tender, 

Unwrapped, rawly naked 

Unhinged, One deepest dark safely held, 


It is all ok, 

So simply let it in let it Be

Feel, no reason

get to it! 




“Grief is the response to a broken bond of belonging. Whether through the loss of a loved one, a way of life, or a cherished community, grief is the reaction to being torn from what you love. As Martรญn Prechtel teaches, the words for grief and praise are the same in the Tz’utujil language because you can only grieve what you have dearly loved.

We grieve the loves we’ve lost. We grieve our abilities vanishing through illness or age. We grieve the loss of faith in our religion. We grieve our children leaving home. We grieve the paths we didn’t walk. We grieve the family we never had. We grieve the suffering of the planet. But while grief may look like an expression of pain that serves no purpose, it is actually the soul’s acknowledgment of what we value.

Grief is the honour we pay to that which is dear to us. And it is only through the connection to what we cherish that we can know how to move forward. In this way, grief is motion.”

Excerpt from Belonging: 
Remembering Ourselves Home 
by Toko-pa Turner 
(belongingbook.com)

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