For Luv2...
Here is the poem I was talking about earlier. When it was first sent to me several months back, though I appreciated it...I didn't understand it. I was going through my old emails and quite accidentally happened across this one. After re-reading it, it has become crystal clear..... I now understand because I am living it.
What is love? I don't know....I honestly do not have a clue anymore. Will it elude me for the rest of my adult life. I am not sure, but I guess that perhaps I should begin to accept that I may never experience it again.
It's ok. I have beautiful children who love me very much. The rest, well the rest I'll figure it out somehow. I am not the first and I am sure that I will not be the last.
I never used to mind pain when I was younger... I felt that it was well worth the price. Now I just don't know. It seems the pain sometimes overwhelms me and I just don't want to feel it anymore.
Anyway, here it is:
Once upon a time,
A sleepy star fell for me,
Leading me away,
From the mounting pile of rejection.
Creating a lucid picture,
For my fingers to trace.
Seeking the impossible out-come,
To a never ending situation.
My unconditional spirit,
Still wanders the path,
Searching....
Complex wounds manifest,
As a source of strength.
Unrelenting desires still beckon,
Causing damnable scars.
There is no joke in my eyes,
Yet, everyone laughs at the tears.
Once upon a time,
I sought that which is true.
Now I struggle to stay conscience,
And grow stronger from it.....
Ranger
Thank you, Ranger.