Unravelling and weaving, sometimes simultaneously

In The Absence

Today someone said
we need to learn to love
ourselves
in the absence of the lover

and I wept.

The Beloved lives in all of us
it is what we see in others
that reflection of light
of awe
of primal joy
of immortality
there to remind us
where we come from
where we are going.

We learn to love
each other
by seeing our own reflection
in the eyes of the lover
without knowing
we are learning
what is beautiful
about ourselves.

Sometimes the lover
cannot dwell with us.

Sometimes it is the wrong time
or the wrong place
or the wrong skins we are dancing in.

Sometimes, though we know
the Beloved resides in them
they do not know it
and though the earth speaks
and trembles hard with passion
the echoes are discordant
and the chasm created
separates us.

Sometimes the lover
escapes their skin
and we must watch
as they fly away
taking their spark
and leaving the clay.

We must strive
constantly
in the barely bearable cycle of being
to recall
that the lover
was inside us all along
that the Beloved
never comes or goes
just is.

blueadam
(c) RCGA, 2014
For Adam

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Comments on: "In The Absence" (3)

  1. A beautiful and thoughts provoking poem. Love is a mystery. Can’t be forced and need a invisible net to keep safe. I like the thoughts and quotes in the poem. I agree. If we don’t love ourselves. It is hard to love another. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.

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  2. Lily Phelps, fellow Beamer :) said:

    This touches me on so many levels… about the Beloved in the other, of course… but especially about the Beloved Self. Thank you. Keep on Beaming.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. brighteyeddyer said:

    Beautiful words and a lovely reminder of the truth.

    Like

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