Love Eternal...

Circles

Friendship Lost

My Lover's Eyes

Narcissus

Sacred Fire

Sacrifice

The Sheltering Oak

To Love

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Circles - December 6, 1997

Love is eternal... eternal love.
As I loved you before
   So do I love now.
Love does not diminish
   As it passes through Death
But, like the smith's fire
   Death tempers, refines,
And Love comes full circle
   Through Eternity's door.

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Friendship Lost - January 29, 1998

You truly do not know what you have broken,
With thoughtless words and actions...
"It was a joke!" you cry in laughing protest,
"A little joke..." Ah well. Condemn yourself
With your own laughing words,
And see the fragile thread of friendship,
New-spun and trembling at a breeze,
Snap and wither under careless laughter.

Could you not feel the bond? Or else
Could not endure even so slight a tie
Between your own soul and another's?
Or was it all a lie, meant to twist and use
The trust and gentle caring of another
To your own ends? No matter...
It is gone, like mist upon the winter wind
And now there are no ties to bind you...

If each man kills the thing he loves...
Did you then love the love now dead?

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My Lover's Eyes - April 20, 2000

Do not speak aloud, my love...
Just let our eyes make converse...
Words make too difficult
The ways of heart and soul.

Let my eyes reveal to yours
The deep truth of my heart,
And let me search the rare soul
Concealed within your glance.

Let us come together this night,
Unburdened by halting words...
Adrift in the boundless pools
Of gentle, loving eyes...

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Narcissus - November 10, 1998

I didn't see your face today, and yet...
The Sun rose shining in the sky,
And soft clouds drifted through the air.
And one late butterfly,
Beguiled by lingering warmth,
Frolicked in peace above me as I walked.

I didn't hear your voice today, and yet...
The birds' sweet singing wakened me,
And children's laughter blessed my day,
And through the soft twilight,
Drifting on the evening air,
Sweet music came to charm my weary soul.

I know you think you hung the moon, vain child!
The Sun arises just for you,
And Earth revolves around you.
But even though you think
Creation lives to please just you,
My happiness exists... in spite of you!

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Sacred Fire - September 2, 1998

Poets sing of a divine emotion, a holy Love most lofty and most chaste,
Lifting high the burning souls of lovers
Unto the wide realms of angelic light...their passions ever burning pure and bright,
Eternal bliss.

My song to thee is of another fire, less lofty, yet most treasuréd by those
Who happy are to walk our natural sphere.
It burns within the velvet dark of Night, blessing Her sweet, sensual silver light
With sacred fire.

For thou (like to the ancient hornéd Lord who hunts within His untamed forest paths)
Do move in subtle grace along thy ways,
Charming with thy simple, rugged manhood e'en our great Mother, Who did give thee birth
To Her delight.

And I (shameless as the Cat, reviled for wildish passions and solitary ways),
Am captive held, yet with desires unleashed.
'Tis not a chaste love that flames in me o'er thy manly form and keen virility,
But earthy fires!

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Sacrifice - April 20, 2000

When first our bodies met in ecstasy
Within the molten dark of lusty Night,
Our willing Spirits yielded to the Fire
And were consumed in sensual sacrifice.
Impassioned hands on wanton flesh...
Your earthy sweetness on my tongue...
Started a flame on Passion's altar,
To consume the shadow in our hearts.

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The Sheltering Oak - March 18, 1998

I stopped in Summer within the green shadow
Of a strong and sheltering Oaktree...
Now stark branches stretch naked o'er me
And snow sifts down to melt into tears.

It was a Summer's eve, the cooling twilight,
When eyes met and melting souls forged a bond...
We danced a heated pas de deux of love
Within the fragrance of Midsummer nights.

Love's sacred light shone softly around us,
Until the bitter dark of men's narrow visions
Drove us helpless from Love's green shelter
Into the killing glare of a burning sun.

And so we parted... our love was changed,
And fell like Summer's fast fading leaves
Into the slowly dying Autumn twilight,
To lie and wither on the chilling ground.

It is said the Spring brings dreams of love
Into young hearts. I am no longer young...
So the Summer brings me the remembrance
Of Love's sacred fire and a green Oaktree.

But Time ever turns and returns again,
And so within Eternity's circling paths,
We may yet find that beauty we once knew...
The verdent shelter of our Summer-Love.

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To Love - September 1, 1997

Love's vanity is this, that Love is all...
That Life's sweet core is Love,
   And nothing else means aught
      But vanity.

But is Love vain? Nay, love,
For Life itself draws breath
   From Love's deep well
And Heart and Soul alike contain its sweetness
When we are blessed by its caress.

And Love holds that creative fire
   That kindles Joy within our Songs.
Creation rose from Love, and we, when loving,
Spin anew the golden thread
   That, woven on the Sisters' loom
Forms that bright Tapestry that we
   Then call Eternity!

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