What is this love?
When your heart feels so intangably drawn to another...
So lost...
and yet so much wanting to be found...
Touched...
Held...
Embraced...
Accepted and loved...
As is...
And, as should be right?

You would give all for this person...
Even compromise some part of you.
Till you no longer know whats truly you...
And "As is" becomes a "you" as something new.
A mask you wear...
Frightened to reveal...

But...why?
Because some wind of fate has chosen you too?

Such a love will not sustain...
If you have any fear...
of what you wont receive...
any list...
that keeps a score of things not gained...
or any inability to be wholeheartedly selfless.

Elsewise, something could rise within you...
Speaking to you in cryptic language...
Some dark feeling of injustice takes loves hold...
Speaks a language not of love,
But something darker and somewhat vain...
A form of idolatry gone astray in pain.
For all idols good and human fall.
And fall again...
You are an idol yourself, you see...
Wanting a love that leaves you free to be...
A love that starts within...
and is too often sought without...

For there are no true martyrs in this playground here.
Only choices to be made...
Hearts to be extended for what they can extend...
And not for what is bought or gained.

So, now I retreat a little at this time...
To let the silence reign from deep within...
To find the light and love there true...
Both good and pure...
Hopefully in time to begin again...
No rush...

Maybe I'll falter with each step I take...
Yet, I trust each step is still something good...
Something offering a lesson to be held...
Something to shine my light and love and grace upon...
Something twinkling of illusions...
Where deep within the truth lives on...

And there is only one truth that's real...
It lasts forever and beyond...
 
Do I make any sense at all?
 
~Mandy
(Love Whispers Softly)
copyright 2007