Monday, October 27, 2014

Two (A Poem)

Two.
One an Empath,
The other a Vulcan.
One a wood-elf,
The other a high-elf.
One full of laughter,
The other laughs little.
One part extrovert,
One part introvert.
Both used to denial.
Love?
An impossibility.
One feels too much,
the other not enough.
Two warriors.
Turned away from love.
Told themselves that no one cares.
One strove to pretend to care,
Acting it all through,
Singing stories,
Lying to the world and herself,
Telling them she loved.
One pursued the unfeeling,
Denying all emotion,
Pushing away happiness and hope,
Lying to the world and himself,
Believing the rationale alone can save.
Two.
One an emotional wreck,
The other a computing mind.
Love?
An impossibility.
A curse? No.
A blessing, for together,
They might grow to understand
Themselves and the world around them.
Their paths crossed not by coincidence,
But by Design.
They were meant to be.
Two.
Different but the same.
Seeking the same end,
The same love and meaning.
Separate, but as one.
The road will be difficult,
But only together can they become better.
They are pledged.
Never let them forget or choose to leave.
They are two.
Soon to be joined together.
The rings are shared.
Soon the two shall become as one.
Forever.

I Walk This Night Alone

They say the stars are beautiful,
But when I look at them I turn away.
Their glow so distant
Reminds me of another so far.
The joy of the twinkling candles,
Would return to me were I not alone.
But the memories etched in those orbs,
Are memories of growing time,
What once was, and that I cling to.
Oh the songs of all the heavenly host of the night
Where once I sang with them,
Now my voice rises no more.
Silent tears match the diamonds above,
As my heart trembles for a love restored.
I walk this night alone.
Looking up to greet the rising moon,
Wishing to see a face in its light.
Eyes of the forest, brow of the night,
Nose a tower, lips the sea,
Clefted chin, teeth of pearls.
Body of great jewels.
Hands strong yet gentle.
Oh Moon, where is he now?
Not by my side, not before me.
I walk this night alone.
I look once more to the stars
And watch their turning dance.
They pass each other by
In perfect harmony
Yet never do they touch.
But their beauty cannot quench my thirst.
I long for an embrace that I cannot reach.
To hold his hand once more,
To be in his presence,
But for now it cannot be done.
I sigh and breathe and turn away.
Another day, another time,
Our union made complete.
But not this day, not this night.
I still must journey in solitude.
Follow your heart, they say,
But were I to follow at this time
Would be foolishness indeed.
So for now,
I tread the lonely path.
I walk this night alone.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Far Away

Some people crave adventure, seek the unknown
Some people desire change of pace and change of life
And still some are nomads, they can't stay home.
It takes time away, time far from it all
To clear your head, re-evaluate.
Some come back, like the Prodigal,
Some stay away, deciding the change made things better.
And still some move on once more.
You can wander or travel
Mark the distance in meter or mile,
And look back and find you are far away.
You can pick up a book
Mark the distance in lesson and growth
And look back and find you are far away.
I find myself asking why,
why does it take such in order to know
to know where you are meant to be.
I'm not sure I'm making the right decision,
but will I think that in a year or ten years later?
But the change is needed,
When nothing else can change a life,
Distance must be drawn.
I cannot just sit, I cannot just stand.
I must put my life in motion.
I must turn the hourglass.
Waiting is for when unsteady,
waiting is for when having too many options.
My way is clear, I must make the choice
and set the ball rolling.
Will I regret it? Practical says yes.
But how many worse mistakes have I made?
It is my life, the choice is mine.
I have prayed for direction,
God has shown me my options,
And now I make the choice.
I cannot stay, I must move on.
May my God continue to protect and guide me,
through this turn of my life, when I am most vulnerable.
It will almost definitely turn into a trial,
and perhaps one day I will regret it.
But I will fall if I stand alone,
But I have my Savior, I will rise up stronger.
and only
only while far away,
was I able to see
what mattered
and what i must do.
Only while far away,
could I see what was within.