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For this moment
of moments –
eternity waited
giving us room just to be.
Circles now spreading
our fate to discover –
but always we sit
with sweet memory
of the days just before
in places we wandered –
in joys that we shared
(none can take those away).
Tis the way we were guided
by stars barely crossing –
as years will remember
a smile
not the day
or the season, the tears
(so demanding).
Just a face bound to grace
we might never deserve –
(but we do)
and we will
for we love without wanting
more than this
that we keep
in the stores of our heart.
Can’t be lost on the way
to the one
we become –
or replaced by some other
(we don’t understand).
Love remains
in the truths
we leave in our passing –
years from now
just a word
– just a smile.
Author’s Note: Written for a friend who struggles to understand
an unfamiliar path, and hurting words from those she thought
she knew best. Ultimately, we choose what we keep. The rest – we set free.
tornadoday 
Beautifully written! Your friend will love the blessing…i do!
Thank you, Wendell. She did indeed. I gave this to her on Friday afternoon…….. I find it incredibly sad that most people have no real comprehension of being loved ~ simply for being. Thank you for the gift of you. ~ Love, Bobbie
“we choose what we keep. The rest – we set free”… and maybe that is what sets us free. Your friend has a wonderful friend.
xo
Paul
Thank you, Paul. In truth, she has realized several truths. Whenever we speak ill of someone, we do not define them; we define ourselves. She was indeed fortunate to find that the people who truly loved her still do, and the people who don’t – well, that’s the hardest pill to swallow – they never did. Thank you so much. ~ Love, Bobbie
Something weird happened when I clicked the email link to this, and it took me to the picture from your poem Mercies… anyway, i’m here now, just thought you would want to know. Lovely, although hard for your friend, all to often those we initially take into trust can turn out to be not quite who they presented themselves to be. What a blessing she has you to confide in Bobbie.
…..well, at the very least someone who will listen (and on a good day, write a poem about it)…….. Maybe you were meant to be reading ‘Mercies” for some reason. Surely, stranger things have happened to you before, Vanessa. ~ Love you so! ~ B
Stranger for sure, but often good fun anyway! Xx
At first I thought this might not be true;, “Ultimately we choose what we keep. The rest – we set free” .but after starting to comment I realized that it is, only I find that what most choose to keep is the pain, let’s say for example the pain of abandonment, because they have no way of letting it go, and if anything it makes them feel almost as if without it they would be diminished, as if those emotions help define them. Which they do, until they are replaced with things of real value, which they won’t or can’t be, since we cannot find the future by looking at the past … Isn’t the human condition strange !
Yes, although I do understand it. I don’t for a minute think people hold on to the pain because they like it. They hold on because they’ve confused the matter – they hold on to all they have left to hold. Sometimes the thought of feeling hurt or abandoned isn’t so bad when compared to the thought of feeling nothing. The human condition is (indeed) strange, but what else would you choose? How else would you know the joy without having held yourself against the briar? (How could you write?) I suspect that most people think that if they let go, all they knew will be gone. Nothing could be further from the truth. Or, at least that is my humble opinion. 😉
I don’t suspect it, I know it, because I have asked. And what else would I ask for would I know the joy without feeling the briars – well I’ve felt the briars of 100 lifetimes, and it is time we stopped being manipulated into thinking that there have to be polarities in life, I know I was raised that way, but that does not make it right.The future doesn’t have to be Morlock and Eloi … What books do you think he brought back with him?
Okay. So you’ve felt the briars, which is part of the reason you feel as you do. If you had not, then what would push you to know that isn’t the answer? You’ve spent lifetimes learning and understanding what is possible and what is futile behavior. I was merely offering a thought as to the logic many use in holding on to those things that hurt them. Whether it’s right or wrong (and I refuse to say because it is not mine to decide for anyone), it’s what people do and it’s quite possible that it’s what you did eight thousand lifetimes ago. Isn’t part of letting go the process of getting rid of the rules that others make about what’s acceptable and what isn’t? Isn’t wisdom found in ‘what works’ and letting go of what doesn’t? You sure you don’t still have a few of the briars buried somewhere? 😉 ~ Love, Bobbie
I certainly do … they’ve made me a poet … and one who can bring out the best (and the worst) in people :-\
And who better than the poet to help others see a more peaceful way for surely you give voice to those things others have no words for. And who better than poet to love them through the process of getting there? I can think of none! 😉
above the fighting
loving hears a softer voice
reminders of grace
Dear Bobbie,
I found this poem of Yours today and I realised one thing.To parafrase Rumi’s words:
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.
That is why I am mostly connect with Your words.
So amazing words made life a tiny magic sparkle in one breath.
You are a blessing to many of us.
love as always
Thank you, Milena…….. I agree that there is more than we know. Of the millions of people who exist on this earth, most we will never know. But there are others – others that the universe insures we find, crossing us over and back until we understand. Thank you. Much love, Bobbie