July 29, 2025
i don’t mind what you do to me …
you have love for me
but you don’t say.
as long as you have it, it stays.
in the way you look at me, it shows.
in the way you welcome me, it flows.
it reaches me as it reaches you.
it stays everywhere as you let it go…
from your loving heart,
from your loving hands,
in all the ways your love can.
you have love for me
… it does say.
You are you,
Isn’t that truly wonderful?
Let them see you.
Let you be you.
But love,
Who are you?
No one is truly waiting.
We all have free will.
Life goes by as we simply live on,
Yet we can choose the will to love all along.
Anyone can pick flowers to decorate their vase,
but no one can stop the flower
that has already chosen its hand.
We each hold power,
and the beautiful one belongs to those
who love.
I don’t mind what you do to me.
Only what I can do to me.
Look within thee …
What did you do to that tree?
If they’re not choosing you,
then they’re not choosing you.
That is a choice; the choice of not choosing.
If they’re not making a decision
then they’re not making a decision.
That is a choice; the choice of not making a decision.
Making a decision is a choice.
Not making one is also a choice.
Everyone is free to stay wherever they choose to be.
We simply respect each other.
Love, If they don’t give to you, then they simply don’t.
And you’re not missing anything that wasn’t truly yours.
When they ‘see’ you.
When they ‘hear’ you
When their ‘words’ reach you
You can choose to take what resonates with you.
You can choose to embrace what arrives in you, and of course, you can leave the rest if you want to.
Remember… it’s not about them, but you.
You can work within the duties of your professional title, but it’s the qualities you embody through what you do that truly become yours.
What qualities do you see in yourself?
You ask to meet the titles and the roles,
so you can meet their titles and their roles. But when you see the qualities you wish to see in them, only then will you meet all the qualities in them.
“You see what you wish to see.
You wish for yourself as you wish for me.”
In the beauty of yours … such a wonderful place to be, isn’t it?
May writes love letters.