A Reminder Not To Buy The Lies Of Our Life

A Reminder Not To Buy The Lies Of Our Life

We are love, not hate
Hate is just fear in disguise
Fear is meant to give us
The illusion of safety

Fear acts like a friend
But it is a trickster
Like coyote...
Both friend and foe in one skin

Howling down the thunder
When we need the rain
Howling out its hunger
Howling out its pain...

We are not coyote
We are not the rain
We are not the pain...
Yet we are

We buy our fears
We buy our lies
We bury our heads
We turn the other cheek

Only to climb back on the rug again...
We buy the deceit
We want to trust
But we are afraid to leap

What if there is no God?
What if there is no love?
What if the years the locust have eaten
Cannot be restored?

What if i die tomorrow
With my life left undone?
What if i choose,
Instead, to remember
We are always
All ways
Love?

This is a reminder
Not to buy
The lies of our life

Pattra Burnetto Monroe
August 2000

Fullmoonitis

You are not an object
Yet
You are the object of
My desire
This I can not tell
You
Fearing using you
More than the loss of
My desire
Which comes and goes
Waxes & wanes

pbm