What Is a Soul Bride to Do?

What is there to say, what is there to do?
What can I say about your virtues? What can I say about your infiniteness? Your power? Your love and unconditional care?
Nothing really....but who am I?
I am virtueless. My limit is finite.
I miss you. I have no one else to blame but myself.
When can I be with you again?
When will I see you again?
When will everything start to make sense again?
All I know is that I miss you.
Please love me for better or for terribly, imaginably, infinitely WORSE.
I'm sorry dear friend. All I want is your friendship again.
I'm sorry my beloved, when can I feel your love again?
Again and again and again.

The Rise and Fall of an Era

The man who everyone feared, loved and adored: he fell. He fell so hard.
He hit rock bottom, now prides himself on endless bottoms ups and all you can eat wings.
Sad, sad, sad.

The girl who wore the tallest turban, the tallest of them all. Everyone adored her and her donned turban. What an inspiration! What guts! How does her head stay up?
Well....she followed suit...she fell. She fell harder and faster than them all.
She now prides herself on a porn star image. Day by day, she is ruined. Yet everyone remembers her old self? Why do they praise it? I do not understand. I dont think I ever will.
Sad, sad, saddest.

We stand on the other side not realizing how easy it is to trip and fall. Do not think it cannot happen. Do not think you cant be stripped of your glory. What you have pride in now may shift and take a deadly form. Be thankful for where you are, do not pride yourself. Pride will lead to your downfall. Take the shelter of your Guru like a beggar...you, afterall, are nothing.