I shared my life with her and she left me
I dreamt my life together and now she is gone
As I turned and watched and looked beyond
The glorious sun setting for once broke my heart
Every waking hour
A gift wrapped in me her I gave
Every breathe was hers to keep
But she left me, disappeared
Crying out as she left, never to return ever
As I watched her storm through the window
A part of me left with her
As I braced my life and pulled in my breathe
I knew she can’t go far
It’s the horizon we share
As the sky reaches from the east to the west
And touches us wherever we be
It is that sky, the same universe
The one whole of which we are but parts
That holds us, embraces us
In our absence, there is presence
In our loneliness togetherness
Forms are created forms perish
Like clay in a potter’s hands
A thousand forms, a million designs
Clay is one and yet is all
Forming and deforming
Round and round the potter’s wheel
How else do we live with separation?
How else do we account for brokenness?
It’s in the breaking
That we are formed
Once more yet again
It’s the distance
That draws and maintains
The unity of the soul
As I gaze out of the window one last time
Holding back my pain, my haunted sorrows
Flashing images of good times, great times
If I had the legs to move and hands to grasp
Would I not run after, would I not embrace?
But there I lie lifeless
It is I who had left, I who had stormed out
The form had broken, time run out
I can see myself looking through the window
Everybody there, the universe together
She will be fine, I tell myself
She has a life full to live
A beautiful vessel is she
Potter’s favourite shape
Gold to hold, gems to keep
Destiny beckons her and live must she
To make music to make love
To write out a script
For the dear potter to spin
Much to do much to live for
Life has begun and it sure must go on
Even as I left, fading in the far distance
I knew for sure, I was certain
Unformed takes form again
In brokenness there is new creation
The universe holds us together
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