Do you suppose,
That i do not know,
That you are no good for me,
And I no good for you.
Do you think,
That you can hide,
When I watch you, and you I.
I do see the pain,
I do see the fallibility of humanness,
I do not know when my knowing came.
Soft like a ribbon of silk,
My kite flies.
Soaring in the dark,
The dark that is you.
I embrace the not knowing,
I challenge my truth.
I know that my heart will find a place,
Of understanding, of you.
Love' s mystery,
We cannot hide.
The instinct of man to survive,
So through the storm and tears,
I will fly.
Like a hero,
I will take up my arms,
And embrace,
With joy the pain, that resides in you.
Then, like a balm,
I will heal,
A little place in you,
That is me.
(Bolton, UK. Tuesday 26 June 2007)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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