There is no light to shine a well-trodden pathway
nor map to guide the course the dream revealed
Sans a way back to a place where the ache subsided,
carelessly naive embracing a restless peace, believing
the indelible traces of unconditional love might fade ―
These embedded roots of hurt will never abandon,
the hollow void too deep to fill they grasp
As a child of spring, I never knew what love was;
irrationally rationalizing nothing's missing in emptiness
In the awakening dawn of life's summer breeze
I would surely fix it if I could,
just another passing season’s change,
alone was just autumn's aging state
of unforgiving sensibilities
I always spoke of love so ignorantly:
"You can't lose what you never had !"
Accepting the inevitableness of our inherent
long-suffering aloneness, you should just go and love yourself
or just let it be ―
Yet it's no coincidence I sensed the voice of my soul silently echo:
"I don't want to be lonely anymore"
Certain in an imminent impending moment,
I’d let go the love sleeping deep within
I'd feel its wings of hope fly free,
and in the aftermath I'd finally understand ...
"I can't change who I am" ,.. I thought
"a gift of unconditional love given
is the only love we receive"
No matter how hard you try to hold
love’s holly water in dripping cup of heart,
its unpaintable essence cannot be a held refrain,
as if it were a coveted comfort you never want to leave
And, like your eyes reach out to receive the sunrise,
I touched love from a distance only dreaming it touched me ―
embodying an impossible journey to reach beyond
the touch of my own fingertips
Outstretching for a labyrinth to a light I'd never known or seen
... the dawning sunshine of your love only paling
as if it were yesterday's sunset drown at sea
The beheld beauty of a moonlit memoir,
only seeing stars painted tangibility
Overcome by the ubiquitous sense for aught I know,
the silent became unendable ...
Unrequited love's lingering shadow cast,
befallen of a broken dream's withering memory,
the natural beauty of a long awaited treasure up in smoke,
burnt ashes blowin' in the wind
harlon rivers ... September 17, 2017
*To ever breathe any sense of peace,
right now is the needed time
to set the past free
So many unsent letters ... so much unrequited poetry
You were the only one who ever knew
the imperfections metastasizing within me
If you ever find this, please know I have no regrets...
our destiny continues to unfold just as it is intended ―
perhaps it was just bad timing ― that's all (?)!
We never know/knew which goodbye is/was the last ... be at peace
"It was only water" ― https://youtu.be/QOPYttES8KQ
"Everyone I know... goes away... in the end"
lyric from a song titled: "Hurt" Johnny Cash...