I have come to understand things
in a rational way.
Even love, that endless mystery,
can be broken down
into respect, reliance, trust and patience
With ample evidence available
for each category.
But a blast
from your long-ago eyes
destroys the shelves,
smashes the glass cases
and smothers the labels
in cryptic Pagan pictograms
I have no words,
only a feeling
warm and welcome
that something remains
forever, unexplained.
Oct 12, 2011
Oct 12, 2011 at 10:40 AM UTC
I have come to understand things
in a rational way.
Even love, that endless mystery,
can be broken down
into respect, reliance, trust and patience
With ample evidence available
for each category.
But a blast
from your long-ago eyes
destroys the shelves,
smashes the glass cases
and smothers the labels
in cryptic Pagan pictograms
I have no words,
only a feeling
warm and welcome
that something remains
forever, unexplained.
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