Poetic Shutterbug

Photo taken by me at the Botanical Gardens and digitally altered . Unconditional love is a rare virtue. We would all like to think we love unconditionally yet as humans we will fault. I think there are two necessary components to loving and being loved in this manner. First is shedding all expectations. We naturally expect certain things from our family and friends. We expect respect, love, generosity and much more. When we do not receive what we expect from people, which we not always will, we become angry, disappointed and sometimes vengeful. If we learned to shed all of our expectations and accept our friends and family members for who they are we would never have to experience the anger and disappointment which comes from our expectations. Second we absolutely must learn not to judge. Everyone is equal. No one is better or worse than anyone else. We have to put ourselves in others' shoes. How do we feel when we are judged? Live and let be. Allow people to live thei...

This poem was written a while ago for a very dear "singer" friend of mine. It still holds true today and speaks of friendship and the bond between true friends. I've learned, during my over half a century life that true and real friends are rare. Friends do not disrespect or judge each other. They do not make light of your ailments or faults but rather support and love you just the way you are. They do not need to buy their way into your life but rather give you their hope, support and inspiration. I've many friends and acquaintances yet few who are real and true to this unconditional love. For those whom I love and love me unconditionally, this is for you. The Families We Make for Sone Though we are not sisters my family would not be complete without you. The unconditional love I have for you makes me a better person. By your example I have learned to expect nothing and give more. You inspire my every thought and I thank you my friend, for being you.

Love speaks in silence the unconditional stanzaic interlude between heart and soul. Never wanting always waiting to give freely and openly. Love does not see color nor stereotypical ego branded persona. As spirit seer pure love accepts all with understanding and patience. Love hears beyond sound soft whispers of heartstrings playing in rhythm the quiet song - a deafening simplicity defining uniqueness to authentic self. Love tastes the sweet n sour of daily imperfections savoring the bitter with the sweet. The perfect blend providing nourishment for the heart digesting the mix. Love smells indifference and recoils at the nauseous self righteous stench of the arrogant yet embraces the empowering odor of forgiveness - a scent of healing. Love touches softly hearts who hear, minds who see, spirits who know the freedom to give inherent deep within our soul without expectation - unconditionally.