I still love you

Sometimes I lie to myself

My head takes over control

And sends my aching heart

Deeper and deeper

Into exile

And then there is a wilderness

Where a heavy shower of tear drops

Fall

I watch them dance on the ocean of our past love

As I remember the sweetness

Your loving soul bought to me

But in all of the promises

And glimpses of possibility

Where was the living reality?

And so I thought I closed the door on love

But can love end

If it is

Truly genuine?

Can I honestly put limits

On this longing for you

Is that wise and true?

So many questions

No real answers

And anyway

The answers that come just so often lead me

Further and further from love

But when I feel my heart

All that awakens

Inwardly

Is this undeniable flood of love

That overflows

And its then I know

What ever my head says

In my heart

I feel

Beyond any shadow of doubt

That I still love you

Unknown's avatar

Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

Categories UncategorizedLeave a comment

Leave a comment