September 8th,, 2010
In and I can only smile.
A best friend you are,
One who didn’t always
Pursue friends in friendship.
What has changed that you
Utter words of love and longing
From and to the straightest of ears?
Past society and male mass-images
Do you insert yourself,
Your values to cut away
Fantasies, falsities, and facades.
Your heart has always been
One irradiating all
Incident bodies with goodness,
Smiles being the source
Of the souvenir on their cheeks;
A life line of joy being ecstatic.
While the past found us
Cohabitants and mere friends,
The present finds us
Confidants and fathomless minds,
The ranges of infinite possibilities--
While failing in personal perceptions--
Run past the Laurentides in our discourses
Of ages and theories,
Peoples and ideas
Much past their prime
But given a spotlight again
Which lightens the soul’s heavy loads
And illuminates life’s hazy disconnections.
All is well, in its own place,
Either known or understood;
Nothing beyond the scope of
A brain’s finite fires,
Or a God’s will to his creation.
The day without you
will find the candle’s flicker fading
And my fires fleeting to the caves,
The heights forsaken to the mazes
Of a thought in a skyless corner
And a face turned crooked from the fact.