Maybe you kissed me this morning
with different lips.
I saw your face leaning,
almost sinking gently in mine
and the warm arms of your love
around my sleepy chest.
Morning was always your best time
and I wonder who is more alive
now between me and you.
I feel, I know, I’m sure
of other ways we still can walk together
and it’s not strange at all
if I may feel well and calm
when I stay at home “with” you,
longing for what we have lost
and what might still be ahead for us.
I don’t feel alone at all
wandering in my lonely time
albeit the tears and sorrow
that keep rising and rising
like waves of a shining stream
inside and out of me
sometimes calm, somewhere wild.
All my tears falling on your face
weren’t enough to hold you
the day you slipped away
and your eyes were through
another unknown reality,
but I knew that was only
the changing part of you
leaving the remaining part of me
our invincible energy of Love.
It wouldn’t be so bearable
without hoping and believing
to feel you here and always
in me and next to me.
If we didn’t meet by chance
I would have looked for you anywhere
all over the Universe
and like I promised
I shall look for you
to find you again,
Love is the Master, Love will help me in that.
I couldn’t give you the last help
that you’ve asked me with one word unspoken
but now I’m the one who’s asking
and needs your help,
now it’s you the one who better knows
the ways and modes to look for me
and wait to meet again
at the Crossroad of Space and Time.
Love’s feelings can’t be seen,
measured or kept captive,
no one can touch, explain them
still they exist like powerful waves of attraction
making two souls desire to merge in one
like a mysterious, invisible energy
coming from the more immense power
that makes the stars alive.
ennio forina for March, 11, 2017
Source: Margaret Healy. Forever