Apr 2012
Where is the love that understands love
As a flower understands the sun and rain?
Where is the friend that understands friendship
As an eagle flies with a life adorned with free reign?
Can we raise the level of consciousness between us
To feel the unseen and see what we have never felt?
Where no goal or means to an end will exist
In the canyons carved into our hearts where loneliness will melt
Filling the void as you set sail on my presence in your world
Unthinking but reacting without recognition of roles
Because we are not in love but are love without expectation
As time becomes love lived but no longer measured by our souls
As a flower understands the sun and rain?
Where is the friend that understands friendship
As an eagle flies with a life adorned with free reign?
Can we raise the level of consciousness between us
To feel the unseen and see what we have never felt?
Where no goal or means to an end will exist
In the canyons carved into our hearts where loneliness will melt
Filling the void as you set sail on my presence in your world
Unthinking but reacting without recognition of roles
Because we are not in love but are love without expectation
As time becomes love lived but no longer measured by our souls
The kind that transcends the loss of each other... that reappears years later... that is so real that you know it will never die no matter what that person does to you... I lived long enough to know that this really does happen...
