(To the power of possibilities…of tansformation)
The entrance into life
Was it light or was it night?
Is it commonplace –
Is it preordained?
Whose to know, when life again
Or the rhythm of that tragic and
Were we to know that beautiful and
Tragic dance, would someday
Lead to romance –
And too our Hearts entwined?
When you drew your first breath
What memories did you bring
What stories of life you knew –
Were we lover’s keen?
When you breathed your firs
Did you breathe your last
Was that kiss upon my neck
A memory of ages past?
When fear and dread, your life’s command
The settling in my arms will show
Heavy in my arms
That fear and pain has passed away.
Be calm, my love
Your eyes always straight…
Heavy in my arms, my love
Let that anguish fade.
The race is run, the day not done
Even though your world falls around you –
Only for the moment it seems
Hold my hand, my love, and lean on me…
In deepest forest green.
~ Finis ~
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