Monday, February 14, 2011

love?

I was trying to quantify love today...seeing as its Valentine's day.....but all I could come up with was this poem I wrote to my husband...which for want for a better description is a certain understanding I have of love.....


It’s been a wonderful little journey
Traversing these sometimes slippery slopes of life with you
It’s been like melting iceblocks on a summer’s day
Escaping from me whilst I hold it in my hand
I have watched it coming at me from far out to sea
Like a wave of huge proportions, afraid that if I missed my timing
I would be in for the tumble of my life
I have sat quietly with it
Watched silent raindrops carry hurt and disappointment down a dirty window pain
I have wrestled with this journey
Like a sleeping woman who awakens from her dreams
To discover feet and toes contorted in cramp
I have sat under the mountain
Because climbing it just seemed too hard
I have chased after it
Running till I can no longer breathe
I have contemplated it
Sung it out in my early morning chants
I have smiled with it
Danced with it
And raged with it
I have felt it cover me
Like the stifling humidity of a tropical night
Heard it buzzing in my ear like a tiny winged creature caught in a drum
It’s been a wonderful journey though
Full of memory making moments
And sticky glue experiences that fix me hard to you
Because your page is the only one that resembles mine so closely
It’s been a life affirming process
A discovery channel that never sleeps
And you have slipped and slid, laughed and howled at the moon with me
Searched for shadows in the darkness
And eaten secret fruits beneath a shady tree
Together the road has seemed more durable
The tasks less arduous
Together we have seen a reflection of the stars in each other’s eyes
Birthed a few seedlings
Nurtured the ground upon which they have grown
And kept the hurricanes at bay
I cannot think of anything more
That speaks of love to me
Than holding your hand amidst the business of a city street
Or sitting close enough to just touch
On a weather beaten couch in the half light
Or sharing wine and philosophy into the silent wee hours
Or continuing on this wonderful little journey
Together..........
It’s been a wonderful little journey
It is a wonderful little journey
It will continue to be a wonderful little journey
Because it contains you
And a mysterious thing called love.....

1 comment:

Mary said...

Awwwww x