Tranquility
Like diamonds that shine in the glaciers
Or sapphires sailing in the sky…
I hear the sound of silence
Without waiting for an answer.
I don’t need an answer
To questions never asked.
I just wait… and listen…
In the stillness I enjoy,
Like a creature of deep luxury
Without much need to fill…
A winged being just swinging
We have a high hill and no wind.
It comes to me in waves of silk,
This feeling of relaxation
Of everything that seems so immediate,
I’m just a creation
Of what lives and breathes alone
Yet it’s part of everything around,
A spiritual force of energy
Wrapped in lack of sound.
Cushioned from noise and stress
Of what is imposed,
My inner source joins like
The bud becomes a rose.
Resplendent in the shimmering waves
Embracing who I am…
A moment of such a rainbow hue
On my distant sea…
Beckoning, though silent,
As my wings now feel the breeze
that seeps through the atmosphere
To free my being…
And welcome you to distant lands
Where the climate is mild and peaceful,
And I… the one who patiently waits…
Become the newborn child.
Something to consider… or not
Don’t insist that he loves you forever…
A fatal flaw indeed.
But if you offer those tender words…
It’s all very nice, really.
However… “forever” is an awfully long time.
And I question its use at all.
If I were the boy in question,
I would find reasons enough to stagnate.
why not just appreciate
The here… the now… as best.
Because if you demand that he sign with blood
To prove that “the Test” has passed.
You may just stick with his signature.
On a blank sheet
and then, my dear, who is responsible?
You only have yourself to thank.
I don’t mean to sound cynical
Nor broadcast a sudden alarm…
But your insistence on a promise
It could cause less good than harm.
And while you’re at it, consider this:
Will he change his ways for you?
Another fatal flaw, my sweet,
It is best to adjust your view.
Do you care enough for this fine young man?
Accept it for what it is?
Or did you plan to reform the cad
With your own black magic… great!
I must remind you one more time
That such a change is self-induced
And I might ask, while we’re at it,
Have your strange ways shrunk?
Each of us is a person…
A person in his own right.
And before you decide to remodel,
Don’t overestimate your sights.
And yet… if chemistry and love and opportunity
meet in time…
So hooray for Eternal Love
And ignore this silly rhyme!