Saturday, 3 February 2007

Sometimes..

Sometimes..
The memories of a thousand lifetimes
flash before your eyes,
the moment you meet your love,
you know not where
or when
but you just know..her.

Sometimes..
The one whom you want the most,
Isn’t always the one who needs you;
And deep down,
You already know it.
But you crave her so dearly
Your heart is on fire,
your mind consumed with desire,
an all encompassing yearning..
but once you let go..if you let go,
you are free, released,
from the prison of your own longing.

Sometimes..
You force yourself down a path,
you cannot turn your back on;
and although in your heart of hearts,
you yearn to be where you once were;
The forces generated out of choices made,
bind you to the spot, in the direction you’re headed;
You can only let your faith, your love be your guide.

Sometimes..
You want to communicate,
the dizzying heights of your soul
to your lover;
but words fail you,
for nothing comes close;
Perhaps words were not created for that purpose.

Sometimes..
You give and you give and you keep on giving,
Thinking, believing, knowing you are in love;
and you are..
But in reality you only scare away the one you’re giving to;
for the object of your affection may fear possible expectations
which inevitably arise from being given so much.
It is the way in which the world moves after all…
Can you blame her for her fear?

Sometimes…
And maybe always…
It is perhaps a greater love, a profound love,
a deeper love, a truer love,
to free your lover from being the recipient,
of bearing the burden of your heart,
of all your soul, of all your being;
to allow your love to free your lover
of all binds which tie,
of all fears, of all obligations,
of all pressures, of all needs,
of expectations, of all returns,
however unknown they may be to the lover or his beloved.

Love that simply is…
love which runs wild..runs free
love which uplifts, which enriches..
love which heals..which completes..
such love can never be lost,
for it is never taken..never controlled..never possessed
such a love is at first glance, difficult to give or even receive
in the face of a lover’s own fears
but once understood, once realised…
once given with no expectations, no holding back..
such love flows from the innermost chambers of one’s own heart..
it encompasses both the lover and the beloved
it pervades through the very fibre of their souls
such love is divine ..
such love heals..
such love frees..
such love is eternal..
lover and beloved are one - forever…