If - Will Poem by Joseph S. Josephides

Foreign lands mislead, myself is my only friend,
I see a wave and I imagine of your body,
I see the rainbow, same as the glance of our son,
the jasmine petals are the soft fingers of my mom.

The No and the Yes govern the life,
also the love that turns the If into Will:
If you are homesick, you Will return home
if you delay, you will wake up to decide,
if you find a precipice, you will open your wings,
if they blackmail you, you will never succumb,
if you gape exteriors, you will search the inner side,
so if you hope, you will essentially believe and
if they hurt you, you will stand it in silence.

I philosophise so I can talk with myself,
if I’m overdoing, I will overcome myself,
but if you charm me, my God will guide me,
if I find a shadow, I’ll search behind for the light.
I return to your garden, that is also mine,
where our roses are found without thorns and
our shadows are joined as one, like two clouds.

I return to you. I call you ‘life’; call me ‘love’.



© JosephJosephides