My love you stayed
underwater
in your soul
deep down
My love you lived
in dreams of fear,
hiding under
the sailing boats
You came with open heart
and a thirsty mind
but with indecision
blackening my time
My love you only
wanted to share
the dance in the light
and then withdraw
When the nightingale called
you left for your cage
where i could not
reach for you
And i had to walk
in mine which is
a place of cruel memory
and longing to be free
Near to death
i could not bear
your absence at night
and the coldness
Which you used
to fight my need
and your own,
being so frightened
And i refused the dance
and i cried
like a child in pain,
then i cut the music
And stood up
to hurt you.
Go away
I said
The first word
of growing up
is no
but not always right
I love you
for your fear
for your weakness
and helplessness
I love you
for your courage,
kindness, for
your fighting spirit
And this is
how i need to be loved
when i cry out
under the teeth of the harrow.
Wake up, wake up,
say yes or say no
and when you say yes
then come out from down under
and we can go and dance
and walk on the water
without fear to drown
or to hurt each other.
This is what i pray
and what i prayed for,
but praying is idle
when the sails are set
My love, sleep,sleep
and dream your flower
to unfold out of this
cocoon of suffering.
Your soul carries beauty,
let it come out,
i would touch it
with care and tenderness
But if not for me,
then for you,
it is your strength
and your beauty in life
and in dying.
Though i sent now
my heart into a submarine,
it can rise, rise
and meet yours
when the time will come.
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