squoze heart suffers, but always

Sometimes my heart
(the conditioned,
small fearful
heart that shoves aside
sometimes
the real
the big as the Universe
the abiding in the Glory of Life
real
Heart)
wants more from you

you can =
the ME, ME, ME story
the Loved One
God
Life

and so on

wanting is nice
       when the fullness of Life
       is what one wants of One
       or more really One, through one,
        wants One

wanting more for all One of
us

and when the squoze too small
hearts starts demanding
always: suffering

Good

Life is meant to pulled burning
hands off hot stoves
and withdraw stung fingers
from hornets' nests

and why the suffering?

ah,

demands are skewed
they forget
the joy of the honest
request

they forget
the glory of
Now

they forget, demands do,
that all the love in
the world
is always
here
always here
all ways here

right
now



..........

good