Poem: Search the Sky Within

[mab]

 

When love unfinished, vanished in a spark,
how can I trust this love that I have found?
I am left in wonderment to seek
the passing days that fall upon the ground.

The sun and moon and stars are swirled; I'm sick.
I feel as if I bleed--with thorns I'm crowned
and naked left to wander blind and stark
in diamond sparkled blackness I am drowned.

The wheel in my heart which turns every stroke
of truth in all its splendor yet unwound,
but breeze and wind uncover dust-- a speck
and I am lost, embraced without a sound.

    Please take me by the hand and guide the streak
    of lightning rush that pulses veins when struck.

Comments

Re: love poem

[mab.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Mine took place years ago after the death of my first husband and my questioning my rebound husband's intentions. Don't know if that fits, but that's the inspiration behind the poem.
Thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts.

~Mab