Purposeful Curiosity
I could speak bout the peculiarity of it all
The unlikeliness of it all
But is it so unlikely if it found success for so long
The only stasis I have found in these difficult years
Yet the conclusion is all but inevitable
A soul that found respite in securing mine
That shrouded itself in the pursuit of more from me
My everlasting love
You have spoken of the healing our time has provided
Yet you know not of the home you have made for me
A dance I sought with varying success to follow
A pursuit that I fell in love with over and over
That provided me with purpose
That shattered even my seemingly unflappable heart
Yours is unique, the deepest and most unquestionable
I could spend the rest of my days writing
Yet here I stand exhausting the hermeneutic
If my soul could speak its being forward
It would speak of the tearing of the soul and the tears that inevitably follow
Nothing has the potential to alter that
Yet amidst the rubble lies the reality
That such pain and suffering point to the significance of it all
Only an intertwining of the souls so so profound could do that
The lies that may serve to help me overcome
The dream that our souls were bound by the pen
Are all but lost
It tears deeply
The life you seek at this moment
Is just beyond my reach
As many things for me have been
I must, must accept
My heart finds a dimensionless point in space
The faintest grain of comfort
That your yearnings are not for a different love
But for the fulfilling of the purpose of our being
Our drawers are burgeoned with the deepest outpourings of the soul
I propose that we dwell not on what might have been
What I may have been able to provide
What time means for the crossing of paths
Or what a life together may have been
Rather let it be a reminder
That something as beautiful as this existed
That flourished amidst the unlikeliness of it
That healed, purposed, taught and grew
A reminder of what is possible
Your praise for me will repeat itself in me over and over
Your persona will never ever be forgotten
I don’t know if I may ever find
Laughter, screaming, intelligence, ambition, argument, curiosity
OH the curiosity you had
The questions and pondering over all I dared share
It filled everything in me
Yet in this too I know there is hope for I saw not the potential
In it all prior
And what is today and tomorrow if not potential?
The greatest life I have lived was done so in the occupation of your calls
In the unfurling of your chest in the to and fro
In the debates
In your listening as I broached significant yet deeply boring subjects -
Ours transcended the personal
Oh far far beyond
You were a friend
My first true confidant
My responsibility
My desire
My endpoint
My endgame
My appeal
A message:
Peace of mind is rare
Every soul even in their prosperity must dabble with desire
Woe is not me, not you, not us
Prosper my sweet
Everyday and in all that you do
Working ever so hard
Forever
Over and over
Relentlessly
Every memory too shall fade
Volatility may someday render itself dormant
Every moment lay somewhat unpredictable
Realise your purpose, prosper forever
Burdened as we both may be
Oft pondering
Oft reflecting
Every moment we lie solitary
Yearn not, the dot in the sky may have the final say. Love is an understatement
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