I thought I was holding
your hand
but you were holding mine
beginning to end our
fingers entwined
somehow, no matter how far
apart we were/are
we never let go of each
other
we take turns guiding,
ministering-to, helping each other
now I begin to
understand/yield-to/resonate my Being In Time
I must tell you
this, my bright young star...........
I cannot stop, I must move
on........
I may pause ever so
slightly....but must keep going
for that is how I am
being.........
the growing/going through
time space
and all other
interactions/connections not yet understood....
we all grow farther from
each other
to hold another close and
tight does most
yet inevitably we all must
part from each other...........
......................or
shall I stop anyway???
shall I chance the moment
to stay
will it allow me to view
that I would have if I kept ascending
albeit the ascension be my
existence/destiny
only you
make me consider stopping
stopping to be
with/of/for you
you that is also moving
living ascending.............
........and so much
faster...........
I could have grace/joy
with you for a moment
all but vanished before I
know you are gone
this is my constant
struggle challenge
tethering me to this
mortal moment
for but to know enigmatic
quiddity .. what where is our love
how in passing we may
light the way
nourish give-rest-to
shelter our fellow travelers
or go about with them in
some closeness joy beneficence
soul nurturing that of
which we are still unsure ............searching,,,,,,,,,
in
wait---pursuit
..... ascendancy---descent
..... harmony---conflict
.....
love---hate
....
doubt---faith
.... birth---death
certainty
only in my conscious decision to bless you
with
whatever thriving or waning life there is in my soul................
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
The poem is
about the human condition of impossible love - whether "Un
amour impossible" exists because its unrequited; barred by
social, cultural, religious norms; or nature. This specific opus
speaks to the struggling soul of a seventy year old man as he comes
to resolve his crush on a young woman several decades younger than
he. Life's precious times in blissful love being the Grace and
Sanctifying substance of existence; and now single; he becomes torn
between taking the generally accepted "path" of growing
old; and "stopping" to experience a moment or two in
rapturous throes which occur as the young woman spends time with him
after he confesses his crush. The fragile relationship inflames his
heart with love at the same time it lays a gauntlet of realities as
the young woman goes through boyfriends who are not only her age, but
talented, attractive, and, well...... perfect. During a physically
platonic, spiritually intimate time together, the two of them
discover a transcendent force between them which blurs the
relationship's lines as the beauty of their two souls illuminates the
raison d'etre they both share - joy and peace of life on earth for
all upon this good earth. They existed to love, teach, aid, soothe,
relieve pain, and promote harmony among peoples.
And so he
arrives at a dynamic passionate peace, his soul
nurtured.............................. he loves her however he can.
