Poetry1

�Love Without End� [inspiration]

My mind believed the reality of lack
So I looked for love in the arms of another
As if my problems would just disappear
With this woman near- a nurturing mother
So I gave in to this illusion of lack
That the light of my soul was hers to put back
Yet the wholeness I felt was not the best cure
Rather to re-do the thought that there was a lack to endure
My heart felt low and my mind usurped control
I looked everywhere but the answer�s true home
In heart, the answer lies, where God�s united love is born
To pulse and to flow love, so the mind would realize its role
My heart cycles like the tides of the moon
My mind follows: an automaton a buffoon
Not knowing its impatience has moved me to strife
Causing me to believe there was a separation from life
A gap in linear thought is seen where the heart ebbs
Moving in the wave-flow where the linear thoughts fear to tread
It�s the surrender of self that allows a Higher Power to rush in
But when the mind thinks it is God, then an illusion becomes our greatest sin
Can I still share my life with this jewel?
To cast her aside would seem rather cruel
Though not the answer for me, a muse she could be
An angel sent my way for an enlightenment pathway
Can I see her for who she really is
And not for the woman I want her to be?
Can I not take her love as though like a kid
But to be by her side, a man confident in equality?
Can I allow her to change into the woman she will be
And not tie her to my view of who she is, or should be?
Can allow the love within us to take its own form
And not guide us to an intimacy I desire to keep warm?
Can I put our soul-growth first, allowing sex to come later
While being aware that it is OK to be a fornicator?
That my animal urges have their own place in life
But its not the best way for making a woman my wife
That my desire is from a love seeking to be given
But in sex, love is limited, locked in a physical prison
And love truly lives in my thoughts, words and deeds
That I give to all people, of all sex and all creeds
And if love gets returned, physically, my limited sight would be assured
That the perceived lack of love, In my life, would now be cured
But if the love returns another way, as a mental or emotional healing
Then my mind may be restless - unless my heart conveys the feeling

Copyright CJC October 19, 1999