We Are Not Islands

We are not islands
isolated
insulated
to be ignored

We are hearts engaged
in a relational dance:
intertwining stories
weaving new tales

Yearning for love’s reciprocity
Delighting in wonder of discovery

Slugging through painful demise
Striving to be better

We build walls
construct towers
follow paths leading nowhere –
the pitfalls of our quest

Artificial barriers
lofty ideals
dead ends…
and still we push on

Dreaming of hands that hold
and gentle waters
soothing and war
passionate kisses
Love’s rewards

We exist
not for accumulation
but for the gifts that arise
when open hearts dance.

(Image my own)

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VJ

Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

38 thoughts on “We Are Not Islands”

  2. We may want to cast the world away and isolate ourselves, but we are, social, and eventually, we can’t, bear the isolation, so we resume contact with our, external, environment.

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  14. VJ, I love “when open hearts dance” — it feels like such a tender and hopeful culmination. To me, this whole piece of yours moves with a rhythm of longing and resilience.

    Much love,
    David

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  17. “Slugging through painful demise

    Striving to be better”

    Could this be our downfall? Striving to be better, instead of settling just to be.

    Yet there is a striving and a pressing on spoken of by Apostle Paul. He pressed on toward the prize.

    I love your poem and the image

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