September 25, 2003
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A Celtic Hymn…from my pen
As songs from elven
Her name echoes through the soul
As yet
As before
For here my heart has not been freed
The fateful devotion of its delight
Has not a one found more so true
As I, a score of autumn lights
As yet
As before
Still with me
My beloved sworn
Nothing changes
As seasons come
Unaffected winter
I wait
As yet
As before
No one passes onward
This, my sentry torn
For they know not the rightful words
Which do unlock this door
Many have erred quite closely
I wished to welcome some
An oath, that they could not know me
They pre-empted not this gate yet sound
So then my heart, rests it glad
The sacred was not tread
For shines yet these lights eternal and
If just a one were she…
And as yet
As before
Still with me
My beloved sworn
As Yet
As Before
Still with me
My beloved sworn
Unfettered and yet not free
My heart, unbound by mortal’s decree
And still it's bound in the strongest hold
A spirit’s bond beyond this world
As Yet
Just as Before
Still with me
My beloved sworn
...How long tarries love
Upon its last infilling?
How far walks a man
In this desert dwelling?
Yet I wither not
For want of water
Though times may come
I’m near to faint
Though much is here
That I could drink
That fills the mouth
But not the stomach
My soul satiates
Against all but one
Whom still I do not have
…And still I hold
The one who would also have me
Seems lost until that Hour
When as Yet
As before
As Yet
As Before
Still with me
My beloved sworn
There’s something in the heart that remembers
When as yet
But as before
If now this drink I cannot have
Then this taste I savor upon parched lips
Of last drops’ sought and found so fair
‘Tis worth more and sweeter than any kiss
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On the verge
Of heavy tears
That just won't come
Dulled and broken senses
Screaming to be allowed
To feel again
With trembling lips
My eyes sting
And I gasp aloud
As one single tear
Has been allowed to fall...
Unable to let go
No matter
How deeply inside
I cry for release
I call for you
And you do not answer
Too far away to hear my cry
To sense my current loneliness
And emptiness
Too far away
To hold me close
To your beating heart
And quiet my fears
As I slowly give in
And feel again
In a torrent of intensity
Pent up inside
For so many years
It is not unlike
The volatile break
In a fractured dam
Upon its release.
A deep breath
As I regain self control
Close my eyes
Do not think
Do not feel
Only survival again
It's amazing how much emotion love brings out, but we will never understand love no matter how hard we try. It is difficult yet wonderous all at the same time!
As I say, if you don't know what it is, it's not love...at least yet. Unless it tastes like chicken... and then it's dog.
:clap: Tenacity. Only an ENFP can be so prolific and also a computer geek
:wink:
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