For Bob Dylan on his birthday
Guru devotion
Being such a fan
of actual physical love
all these years
I -off and on
flirted with the idea
of loving an entity
a spirit
a physical person- but removed
out of reach
in-accessible
by reason of distance
or taboo
Love of another nature.
to simply gaze on an image of the Beloved's face
brings overwhelming joy
the sound of the Beloved's voice
is heart breaking.
I could not imagine
a love like this without conclusion
then I realized that is how I feel
about you.
I fear I have wondered too often from the path
but I keep returning.
That must mean something.
but I keep returning.
That must mean something.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Fading
More remote become
the years the memories
Harder to recall
the little details
Things once so important
love affairs heartbreaks
pains losses
births deaths
grandmothers mothers
fathers sisters brothers
gone long ago
Did we ever think
they would fade so?
A dream is the only place
they come to call
So real there
down to my son's baby curls
or a precious lover's skin
On waking
I am startled to see
where I am
Oh this is my life now
That other one is gone
Sadness for things lost
but surprise at how it fades by day
the years the memories
Harder to recall
the little details
Things once so important
love affairs heartbreaks
pains losses
births deaths
grandmothers mothers
fathers sisters brothers
gone long ago
Did we ever think
they would fade so?
A dream is the only place
they come to call
So real there
down to my son's baby curls
or a precious lover's skin
On waking
I am startled to see
where I am
Oh this is my life now
That other one is gone
Sadness for things lost
but surprise at how it fades by day
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