Snippets By Jonathan Berman

November 30, 2014

[5:13a]

If wishes were fishes that lived in the sea, than you'd be the mountain and I'd be the tree.

[7:32p]

Some focus the mind with the heart

Some focus the heart with the mind

Perhaps there is no right way to live

Perhaps both paths can be equally kind

[10:30p]

I want the planet to say it with every leaf twirl, with every shadow tease, and every reflection of my interdependent chorus. If I can say it to my cat, the world can say it to me.

November 29, 2014

[12:06p]

When you have no career and your dream isn't marketable,

You can wait until you disappear, or wait for something profitable.

You can roll on waves of the every day, marking off the moments like a test,

but no matter what you choose to do, do it with your best.

[12:46p]

To speak of ineffable things, of secrets not meant for them. To know of a life of ships after the rocks, in tombs meant for far nobler men.

November 28, 2014

[9:20p]

It is the imperfections that I find the most perfect about anything,

for they are a reminder of our fragility, our vulnerability, and our hope.

November 25, 2014

[8:48p]

Every leaf is a child of the One Tree....

November 22, 2014

[1:20a]

And if I say to you, "I love you", my Words merely echo a lifetime of showing you.

And if I say to you, "forever", my Heaven merely a reflection of knowing you.

November 21, 2014

[5:15a]

You remind me of what it meant to be a melody before I was a song.

November 17, 2014

[5:41a]

War sees in the dove what peace sees in the water

Death sees in the son what love sees in the daughter

I've given you my reflection, let thy will be done

Here is my heart and the setting sun

[7:03a]

Sometimes beauty rides a raft of tears

but is that which always brings you home again

And what is this place that comes and goes?

Whose voice resonates with eternity?

[9:34a]

You are a miracle. An incomprehensible relationship to the stars. The universe is a reflection of your great possibility. When you breathe, the universe like lungs expand, filling the infinite with your will. These words only seek to describe that which defies description. But I try because of that which tethers us to a hope and a love that exists.

November 16, 2014

[10:49a]

Love is not a poetic distraction to stretch the counted hours, but a salve for every weary beast, a watering for the flowers.

November 10, 2014

[7:03a]

For everything below and above, only you know how you should love.

November 2, 2014

[6:40a]

People are much too comfortable believing what they see is as they seem that they fail to question anything, drowning in rivers of belief, and making us all prisoners of the deep.