time
when locked in love
ceases
or
when fooled by love
lapses.
there is a difference:
like watching a stream
and running beside it
in rhythm with the flow; or
like stopping by the stream
and witnessing the rush
that slips away over stones.
the quest is to find
a love of the present,
not the future nor the past,
just now
when there is no fear
no jealousy
no envy
no worry
no guilt
no fault
no sorrow
no hurry
and, if time treats you well,
no end
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8 thoughts:
beautiful write. my favorite...
time
when locked in love
ceases
so true. years of my life that were spent in fear, time flew right by and before I knew it that period in life was a big blur, and I barely remember any of it, I was so miserable. All I remember is the misery. Now, when living with love in my heart as much as possible, I feel like I'm able to savor the time much more, remember it more clearly and focus on all that is joyous.
you're a sweet soul christine, thank you for your kind and revealing words
How is one to find such a perfect kind of love? Is it even possible? When we crave and wish and want it so much, one can't help but have the fear you speak of, or the wishing of things away.
I suppose it must take time, healing and patience... all of which I don't have at the moment.
Lovely poem, Peter. You amaze and are amazing.
*note* please forgive my post removed above. i hate that i can't edit when i make a mistake. yes, it's true. i made a mistake.
mistake duly noted!!!
it works for christine!!!
but i guess it is rare, and part of the healing process.
thank you :)
"and, if time treat you well, no end"
Oh how I wish that were true. I enjoyed reading this poem. It makes a person think. Thank you for sharing!
oh yes, truly. love the honest
simplicity of this poem, and
earnest quality mingling with
longing.
poets united and shauna: i'm truly surprised that people like this one, despite its "wishful" and "earnest" nature. thanks for taking time to tell me your thoughts.
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