Have I 1/03/2007

Have I seen life ‘til now?

What have my eyes stolen from this world,

to the drearily indistinct corners of my soul.

And now, the sky dives into an emerald sea

that crawls upon the shore with foamy hands.

Have I seen love ‘til now?

Or tasted sweet Psyche’s ambrosia on any lover’s lips

be they lovingly soft or hungrily intense.

But now, the river narrows and slows,

by the sweetest blessings of winged Love and his bride.

Have I crossed ‘til now?

And shaken away the sad and lonely past,

pure joy does not walk with such strangers.

For now, the rose may have a new name

and Love will whisper it to us in time.