You are made equally of Reality
and Non-Reality. Sometimes I grasp
your meaning only in the whisper-speech
of dreams. Other times, in the clear light
of early afternoon, your true being
shines as brightly as the star Adelfirth.
You are made equally of Spontaneity
and Reflection. Sometimes your actions
swell out of silence, and you destroy
the peace we have promised. Then you
turn desolation into a teeming garden.
You sit still, and green things prosper
under your sight.
You are made equally of Flesh
and Spirit. Together, we'll prepare
your Love Ballad, with its defiant
happy ending. Only the middle section
contains conflict and grief. It ends
happily as the lovers enter the world
to re-shape it according to your Love Ballad.
on first reading, daniel, " defiant happy ending" stands out to me. yes! i think. against skepticism, against despair, love had the last word. -glen
Thank you, Bernard, for pointing out the craft of my poem. When we write, we are often alone wrestling with words and meanings, but that's what poets are meant to do - to express some truth as powerfully as we can. To have this craft acknowledged by a reader is truly rewarding. THANKS MUCH
The reflection of reality we can feel with beauty of hope and impact of nature. Justification is made as per perception. This poem is very nicely and beautifully penned with great dignity. An interesting sharing is done really.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful philosophical poem, reminds probably of Hegel's Dialectics.