UNFINISHED....

I was always told that love is like a butterfly..
Set it free..
If it comes back..
It's yours ..
And if it does'nt , it never was ...
But if this was really love, would it go away in the first place ..

All I know today ,is that life is wonderful..
Live in the present, capture the moment ...
Grab life with both hands and fill your cup with love till it's over flowing ...

And what do you do to the butterflies that fly away..
Do you fly after them ...
Do you call out or then just let go...
It's difficult to let part of your heart fly away , because it then hurts you so ..
Do you feel that probably in another space or time ...
the piece will fit back and all will be fine ...

Maybe butterflies are so beautiful and that's why , they come into your life for such a short span of time ...
Fill you with love, laughter, emotions the colour of the rainbow and music that will stay in your heart..
And then they just depart...
And all you have is what you have left in your heart...
A string of beautiful moments entwined ...
Of chatter and stories...and conversations had...
Of plans to travel beyond the rainbow ...
An unconscious mind strung together with feelings all jumbled together...
Does it make sense ...
Does life have to really be rational ....
Because who has seen what tomorrow brings..

I have not...
Have you ?
I think that our life is made up of unrelated, relate-able nano seconds of moments entwined..
Some times we meet the ones we meet , or then say hi..
Or then sometimes, walk by un-noticed ..
Some we meet and they stay for a while or then a life-time..
Some we meet at various points in life repeatedly ..
Have you ever stopped and wondered why???

Well in my head , I have a huge jig-saw puzzle spread..
In the most beautiful colors strewn..
Lavender, turquoise ,teal greens and fiery oranges..
And colors I don't think I yet know the names of, because I have never seen them before....

Well this puzzle of mine is half done...and the rest of the pieces are strewn around..
But frankly I'm in no hurry..
I don't really think I need it to be complete ..
I like the pieces staring at me, each has a little story on their own ..

Think I'm rambling..
Think I'm wandering... ..
But at least I'm feeling ..Completely alive...
My pulse and all my senses are completely awake , even while my body succumbs to slumber and dreams that stay in my mind...

Well I think I'm ready to look love into his eyes...
I don't think he is quiet ready for me ...
So I'm waiting and counting 1..2..3..

Have been told that I'm like the wild wind...
Yup so I'm just smiling at me and going back to my incomplete jigsaw....
And letting it stay that way..
Because some Stories are beautiful just as they are....
Unfinished.. and completely Incomplete....