I left because…

I couldn’t take the beauty anymore
In absence of a soul to share it with:
The park more lovely than I’ve ever seen:
A delicate new moon
Against a veil of sultry clouds,
The blue becoming green
On buildings grander than belief –
A eucalyptus pining for the stars,
A bronze conquistador in dusky hue.

In absence of a thought of what to do
I had to leave,
And my heart burned
At that sad fact –
And yes,  I cursed myself for the courage that I lacked,
But I simply couldn’t take it anymore

Bewitched, beguiled and bothered was the theme
Of a play I left suspended entre-act;
The actors took the stage when I had gone
And played on love’s enchanted tangled weave;
But I dragged on home as one without a goal
A dream –
I left
For I couldn’t take it,
No not now,
Nevermore.

When beauty’s incarnation steals the stage;
When nature robs the breath within my heart,
The simple chore of breathing is just that:
A chore –
And I left:
Couldn’t take it anymore

I was bereft, beaten, broken and no longer
In that solitude no longed-for one can feel.
You might think that walk would only make me stronger,
But I cannot take such beauty anymore –
Yet it’s only with such loveliness I’ll heal.