A Life To Love (An Original Poem)
a tender spirit
drifts through the tempest,
longing for a day
when that unsettling
feeling leaves them—
sacred whispers
of a soul unbound,
where statecraft
finally falls mute,
its geopolitically useful
masks burning
clean into the ashes
of each of our forgotten altars.
holy trails yet undiscovered,
a pilgrimage
to the heart’s quiet hymn—
to open ourselves
to ancestral wisdom,
a river of light pulsing through veins,
wiser than the ghosts of the present,
those wailing shadows
drowning in delusion’s flood.
is a life to love,
a divine ember
glowing to guide us
through the chaos,
visceral emotions
spilling over like prayer—
prone to hyperbole, yes,
but a wild, weeping
offering nonetheless.
a trembling hand
upraised to embrace the eternal,
to quell our superficial longings,
to mend the many fractures
of our world,
so woefully set adrift,
for in the end,
all we really crave
is a life to love.
Be well and make the most of this day.
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Poetry should move us, it should change us, it should glitch our brains, shift our moods to another frequency. Poetry should evoke feelings of melancholy, whimsy, it should remind us what it feels like to be in love, or cause us to think about something in a completely different way. I view poetry, and all art really, as a temporary and fragile bridge between our world and a more pure and refined one. This is a world we could bring into creation if enough of us believed in it. This book is ephemera, destined to end up forgotten, lingering on some dusty shelf or tucked away in a dark attic. Yet the words, they will live on in memory. I hope these words become a part of you, bubble up into your memory when you least expect them to and make you feel a little more alive.
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Love moves the world! While reading your poem, I remembered a text that talks about how human beings achieve happiness only when they love and are loved. That's how important love is. A nice Sunday, Eric. Hugs
True love really does make everything better. So many people chase other things in life (money, possessions, etc.) only to discover they still feel empty after they acquire them. Have a great week, Nancy!
Love truly is a very powerful thing. It can save your life and make it absolute misery, but it is always worth it.
It can save your live and make it absolute misery...
No truer words have ever been said. Lol.
Love is (the meaning and the goal of) life. To be loved, to love someone/something, to do something we love, to do something with love, etc.
Yes, that's why we're here.
!BBH
Gracias por regalarnos algo tan hermoso. Tenga un buen dia.
¡De nada! Me alegra mucho que lo hayas disfrutado. ¡Que tengas una semana maravillosa!
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Powerful poem you have here with so much deep messages embedded in the lines
Glad you enjoyed it!
Very beautiful Eric!
I especially am drawn to the word "embers" here. One tiny spark of creation, and look what comes of it. Billions of these sparks lead to statecraft and woe. Why do those billions of sparks not lead to joy and love? But therein lies the mystery, and our tasks, hopefully accomplished to some degree before the soul is "unbound." I love that word too.
unbound
a fading ember
releases love
Something like that!
Thank you! Yes, I believe when our motivations come from a place of fear, greed, or hatred I think we see the outcome we've witnessed over the past century. Group-think is tricky! It might sound corny but if we started to make our collective decisions from a place of optimism, abundance, and love the world would be transformed. I like that! The love/warmth analogy is nice.
Abundance especially, I think. We are made fearful by the illusion of scarcity, and so more willing to follow the crowd.
How wonderful it would be if we could all arrive at our own
There's a great deal that I love about this poem, a hymn of its own.
Yes, the scarcity mentality will always leave us wanting and make us act in desperate ways. Thank you! As I'm sure you know, the process of writing these sometimes makes you feel as though you're just channeling the words and lines. This was one of those poems that came to me almost fully formed.
that must have been wonderful!
Little, if anything, comes to me like that these days. Every word is a bit of a chore. I miss those moments. Of course, I rarely had that writing poetry, those always take me weeks to write, sometimes years. I'm talking about freewrites. I miss writing those, but they simply are not good and I don't enjoy myself when I am writing them.
enough about me!
I love this poem very much.
There's nothing quite like it when that happens. I find I have to get into the right mind space for it to happen. These Solfeggio Frequency tracks seem to help.
Thanks for the kind words. It's wonderful to know there are people who still appreciate poetry.
Thank you!
You're welcome!
This reminded me of one lyrics “If Love and Hate are the same words, I love you
If Love and Hate are the same words, I hate you”
Such a lovely poem :)