Our Love is the Light

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I can’t remember, she wept…

My mind doesn’t work the way it used to

I’ve tried to see the lines and colors

Shapes are there, but the substance lost

Now I fear that it’s gone forever…

 

He smiled; a soft loving smile…

Give me your hand, my dearest lady

Close your eyes and feel my heart beating

Touch the deep furrowed lines in my brow

My jawline and its tangled growth…

 

I’m afraid of what the future holds…

Every day another hurt becomes my truth

Another pain changes my outlook

Sometimes it’s too dark for me to even see

Something the world is telling me…

 

Well I remember; so let me remind you…

Rest your head upon my shoulders

Wrap yourself up in everything I have to give

My warmth is your warmth, my light as well

Everything I have, I give freely to you…

 

But, what about you, what will you do…

You cannot simply put your life on hold

Waiting for something that might never be

You need to make some new dreams

Maybe ones that don’t include me…

 

But my love, there is no me without you…

Each time I breathe, I feel you within me

My soul feeds upon our memories

Your love flows through my veins

And you essence in my heartbeat…

 

I’m lost, she cried, just let me be….

All I want is for you to be happy

You’ve already sacrificed so much

Taken time to care for me

More time spent than should have been…

 

Time well spent, that I’ll keep spending…

My love for you is never-ending

I was nothing until you smiled at me

Gave me purpose and made a man of me

I was blind, but now I see…

 

No, she said, that wasn’t me…

You always had those things inside

Maybe you were afraid of being judged

Uncertain of how other might see

But none of you, became from me…

 

I disagree, for I know myself…

Long ago, before anyone else

My life was flat, my mind was bored

Each day simply passed; no real accord

Satisfied, but in no way sanctified

 

A tiny smile; her lips upturned…

Seems a few moments coming through

Our fateful meeting in the evening hour

Two souls; both searching for something

And yet not realizing what they found…

 

Each day we paint a masterpiece…

Some filled with magic and ethereal light

Others filled with darkened hues

But our creativity; amazing nonetheless

And every brushstroke a story…

 

Tell me tales of our love, my dear…

Whisper that which I’ve momentarily forgotten

Tell me what the future holds

Some days I wish for a merciful release

No more pain and no more fear…

 

I feel you; more than perhaps before…

Our energies closing in as the months passed

The bond of love even stronger

I’ll be there to hold your hand

As we step across the river together…

 

And if I fall, she stated plainly…

Maybe the rapids will drag me away

Down into the cool blue depths

Peacefully and quietly

My light will slowly fade…

 

Fade it may, but for a moment’s time…

With purest heart and a soul filled with love

I’ll dive in and pull you back

The breath of life in a single kiss

Time and time again, you’ll see me…

 

I’m surrounded by black clouds…

They come at night as if waiting for something

I feel them rooted inside of me

Clawing and grasping for something

But also still confusing me…

 

Try and try they will always fail…

Our love is beyond their comprehension

A fortress of two souls that have become one

Stronger than any blackness

Our love, the light, will forever shine…

 

Author’s Note

My beautiful wife, who I love infinitely is fighting an aggressive cancer – each day I watch her endure pain that I cannot imagine and yet she thinks of everyone else around her and how they are feeling – her heart is bigger than anyone could imagine and even in her time of need, she puts the needs of other ahead of her own; especially mine.  I am humbled, blessed, and so thankful she is in my life.  Our journey has just begun and we expect it to be a tough battle, BUT, not an impossible battle.

If you think you or a loved one may have breast cancer, please check out this link and seek treatment as soon as you are able.

Other works

Autism – A Story of a Son and Dad

Five Stages of Grief – Denial

(There is a series of 5 separate poems which start with the one above)

 

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