The Courage of the Voyager

To venture forward on the voyage of love is courage.  The moment you hoist the sails and embark on your journey, you have doomed what you were.

You have killed yourself.

The person you thought you were will cease to exist

The stone floor will scrape your knees

where you fall. And you will bleed.

The trust that you carry hidden deep within your heart will be placed into the hands of another

You will become better than you knew, as pieces of you die. Parts of your armor will clang and clatter to the ground leaving you naked and exposed

Passion heat can ignite a burning inferno, but nothing blisters and scars like silence.

Yet beyond the winter of extremes

Having torn the skin from the knuckles as you climb over insecurities

you will stand...

something new

something stronger

and maybe something smarter

Or more compassionate than you ever were before.

OR,

you will have turned back at the first sign of trouble.

and the person you once were will still be dead, leaving you embittered, fragmented, despondent, and broken.

So be courageous

See what is before you, not as the end of your self that you know,

but the opportunity for new life to burst forth from what you are. Let love build you anew

Destruction of a Seed

 Romance is aborted before it is given the

chance to be carried to term. New life, surgically removed by those whom think that the world is better off without what two people conceived.

Staggering statistics mount higher and higher as the love people have for one another grows colder and colder.

Love is seen as just a sense of cells in sorts. A byproduct of chemical reactions. Love has become all science and no soul. The reality is so very underplayed. With every procedure there are complications. Scars. Scars that are carried on in the lives of those involved forever. Romance is like a new born child. It is majestic and wonderful from the moment it enters the world. Its messy, but also beautiful. It grows, if given the opportunity. It is difficult, and it is painful, it is fragile. It changes can connect two people together, and change them forever. It can inspire them to become something so far beyond themselves.

Romance is sacrifice. Romance is a learning process. Romance is a form of life.

The destruction of a seed has moved all the way to the source... Love. If you can thwart that then generations will never come to be.