I have looked in the eyes of love,
it saw
me there.........waiting.
Love stopped, held me for an instance
then closed
its' eyes and left
without a word, without a glance.
I could feel
its' sadness,
a wish for more, a desire for
wholeness and completion...
but Love had no courage to become
the butterfly it was
intended to be.
I watched its' departure, wistfully
knowing the confusion,
all the while
seeking its' own path, its' own journey into
a world of its' own
making, seperate
from mine. And in that journey, Love
would experience what
it needed
to .....love where it wanted to , find joy
......and
sadness.
I released Love......to its' destiny
for mine lay
in different directions,
and I knew I had my own experiences
for my lessons.......and
I breathed
a sigh.....of relief in the resolution of
love.
Kay
Elaine Ekwall
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