blissfully-lune

[blissfully-lune]

and while watching the mesmerising shades of burnt orange,

darkening purple and blue hues,

the dimming sun kissing the ocean,

your smile shining brighter than a thousand stars,

your laugh capable of bringing life back to lost ancient civilisations,

long forgotten,

your eyes like burning embers, reflecting the stunning view

in front of us

and the playful wind perfectly caressing

your auburn locks

it dawns on me;

i am in love.

[blissfully-lune]

they say love comes from within

and whilst that'a true,

there are many forms of love.

love for your soulmate,

love for your pets,

love for life.

you see, I believe humans can teach each other how to love ourselves,

showing up for someone,

show them how to show up for themselves

selfless acts can start a chain of love,

love for small things,

love for nature,

love for oneself

and love?

love leads to love

[blissfully-lune]

how does an broken heart beat?

it feels as if it doesn’t,

I’m quite certain everyone has felt a sense of heartbreak before.

be it a deceased pet or the loss of a soulmate,

the breaking of a heart,

the devastating sound of glass shattering,

the emptiness of a soul,

the first three weeks are always the hardest,

you will cry, break down on the floor,

you will not want to socialise at all,

keep your loved ones close,

you will need them.

then after the third week,

you may feel angry

angry at the world,

angry at yourself

angry at whatever broke your heart.

after the fourth week,

you may feel sad again,

grief is a long process,

wether someone died,

or a relationship died,

grief takes time.

slowly you will pick up normal life again,

you deserve to enjoy life.

after the fifth week,

you may want to socialise again,

or your loved ones make you,

it’s good to go back into society,

you are ready,

after the sixth week,

occasionally you will still feel sad,

but your soul is slowly filling with happiness again.

no matter what stage you are on,

and you will pull through.

you are strong, you are loved

[blissfully-lune]

she cries with the rain,

fragile and unfiltered,

she shines with the sun,

bright and warm

she bellows like the thunder,

fresh off Zeus' lightningbolt,

or flows like a leaf in the wind

perhaps down a river in wild or still waters,

she's steadfast and stubborn like Everest,

reliable and steady,

eyes filled with burning embers,

but gentle like a doe,

she is mother Gaia,

she is mother earth

[blissfully-lune]

a haiku from my cat's pov:

im snoring in peace

rattle rattle goes the treats

IS THAT FOOD FOR ME?