The heart wants what the heart wants For the person nestled in its chambers, it longs The heart wants what the heart wants That person's face perpetually haunts The heart wants what the heart wants For that person beyond reasoning, it yearns The heart wants what the heart wants Irrationally and incessantly, it sings their song The heart wants what the heart wants It's willing to kneel in servitude despite the response The heart wants what the heart wants Knowing well it's right, the mind's taunts The heart wants what the heart wants Tries so hard, yet feelings begin to flaunt You can be their cook and their maid Bear their children, be their surrogate By their rules, always must have played Maybe, for all their expenses, you paid You can beg and cry Pray to God looking at the sky For their attention, you can wait With yourself, rationalize and debate But, you can't force love You can't earn love You can't wait on love You can't stop yourself from feeling love You can't grow their love You can't replace love You can't claim love You can't expand love You can't accumulate love You can't hoard love You either get it or you don't It's not something you can own
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Inhale Peace; Exhale Love. Joy will Follow! - RUELHA 
Love this, it has real depth 🙏 Faux
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Love a wondrous and important word. Take care Rue, an example of loving woman you. Take care
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Reblogged this on Ned Hamson's Second Line View of the News.
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Oh Dear Rue How the Music of Culture Reflects so Much
The Deeper Part of Soul Or Not How The River Flows How
The Fountain Falls Then Rises in Endless SPiRiT From
HeARTS Ever
Warming or
Does Not
How Nature
Runs Deep As Colors
of Every Feel and Sense
For It’s True Even Quantum Mechanics
Understands God is Love All is Connecting
All is Relational Yes All is Love At Core As our
Milky Way Spirals And As Waves of Oceans
Reflect A Similar Flow of Spiral As
Does Every Sub Particle
Swirling About
in Existence
As Well Holding Hands this way
It’s True only 4 Percent of Nobel
Prize Winners in Physics Have
Reported As Studied that
They Were Ever
Agnostic
or
Atheist
As THere is Too Much
Evidence That This Relationship
Of ALL that is Actually Exists as the
Most Real Part of Existence That’s Impossible
to Miss When One Gains Eyes and Ears and
The Rest of Feelings and Senses to Truly Feel
And Do the Flow of A Bird on a Wing Just Free mY FRiEnD
If You Could See Who ‘i’ ReAlly ‘Am’ You Would See the Never End
of A Fountain Springing As High As Existence Is Wide Now Beyond All
Measurement For ‘i’ Gain the Wings of A Free Bird this Way in Dance ‘i Am’
And Song Ascending Transcending in Autotelic Flow Almost Every Second
of Every Day For Every Feather of Love i Bring in Thousands of Birds in Flight
And It’s Also True Science Shows A Free Dance And Song Brings Us
More Empathy and Compassion And Even More Sensitivity As
Empaths to the Feelings of Other
Sentient Beings Yes Even The
Rest of Nature Even Rocks
And Less than
Grains
of Sand
i may Only
Receive Back
A Handful of Feathers
Yet It’s True As i continue
to Shine Bright and Spiral Around
Sun And Stars and SaMe my Wings Only
Continue to Expand The Distance of LoVE NoW
That is No Distance, Space, Time or Even Matter
of Things Just Forever Now And Never Forgetting
The Old Rusty Pipe i Used to Be With Not
A Drop of Water For Anyone or
Myself of the
Wave
of Eternity
i Am Now Free
Sadly Dear FRiEnD
Music is Mass Produced Now More
Than Created So Very Deep Within
Sadly Dear FRiEnD Humans Have
Become Their Tools And Things and
Money More Than A Free Dance And Song
of God That is All that is LoVE iN Relation Within
It’s True We Cannot Own Anyone Else’s Love
or Even Expect to Get Any Love BacK in Return
Yet What We Can And Will Do Is Become Love
And Always Give
And Never Give
Up on those
Less Fortunate than
Us Yes Those Raised
More Machine than Human
Yes Those Raised Through Neglect
And Abuse Yes Those Raised through
Culture And Religion That is Based More
on Ownership And Jealousy Than Freedom
And Compersion For The Joy of Others
Keeping ‘Genders’ Separated From Even
Holding Hands When Youth Blooms
More In Tune With The Feelings of a
Similar Gender A Continent of Being
Yes Separating Them From Who They
Were Never Raised with to Hold Hands
For How We Build Love Starts With
The Temple of Love That Holds
The Spirit of Love of All
Relational Connections
Within Yes Indeed
We Must
Make Contact
With Love Yes God to Breathe
Inhaling Peace Exhaling LoVE iN
JoY oF LIGHT For All Giving Sharing
Caring Freely With Least Harm Now
For All It’s a Life Long Art
And Practice that
Never Becomes
Perfection only More Love
As We Become More An Ocean
of God Is Love Naked Enough
Whole Complete Now to
Never Run
Out of
Giving Love
to Give Even More
Now Yet of Course only
in my Opinion and Again Dear Rue
I’m Just No Good at Fiction mY FRiEnD…
Let Your Love Flow Like A Bird on A Wing Do
Soar And Never Look Down if We Can And Will
Yes Do Unless it is to Lift Another Bird Falling to Above
Where We aRe
Now And
Be Happy
For Their
Greater
Joy That We
Are Yet to Meet and Greet…
That May One Day Be Ours to Give Free As Well…
This Tree of Life We aRE ALLeaves Who Are Trees Sharing Free
This Lamp oF LiGHT This LiGHT House We May All Feel HoMe NoW…
Amen
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Oh my. Very dour and evocative.
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