By Faith Chatham - excerpt from SACRED SPACES - copyright 2009
...
Loving is more than merely touching
on the physical you see.
Love is both spiritual and mental,
defies the mortal touch.
It is stronger than mere phrases
uttered in haste or casual words.
Once mutually acknowledged,
recognizing what is real,
the mental and the spiritual resists attempts
to banish it or break it.
It's a unity of spirit,
the touch of God on man,
that makes it hard to crush it
and makes it hard to understand.
...
Just because it doesn’t fit
into our preconceptions,
what we previously thought
we really wanted or was best for us somehow,
doesn't stop the reverberations,
of communications through the air!
Maybe it's because love is really spiritual,
though sometimes expressed
in myriads of different ways.
Some folks use their hands, words, and actions,
physical bodies, or whisper words of praise.
Those are but ephemeral ways of expressing
what can’t be captured or held
within human hands.
Perhaps that might be why loving
sometimes seems like trying
to catch light and motion,
attempting to culp energy within our hands!
...
I hold these moments sacred,
frustrating though they are.
Not good at meshing or adjusting,
we dance in some weird precocious love.
Two spirits seeking God,
not letting go of each other,
we neither ended nor grew-to-fit
love’s transforming fire.
We ran and hid from joy and fulfillment,
making excuses,
not truly embracing
either solitude or rejection in our flight.
I love you still, my darling,
though at times I wish I could wish
that were not true.
Despite hurt stemming from perceived rejection,
I have not fully let go of you.
Until we both let go of each other,
in our thoughts and reverie,
we’ll continue dancing
in some spiritual dimension,
where love isn't ended
and hope defies mortal imagination
and overwhelming odds.
If you want to be free of me
you'll have to think it and really mean it,
be convinced through and through,
that you want to be free of me forever.
If you say it to yourself and really mean it,
will to let those thoughts
travel through the golden cord,
to singe the imprint of our being
from each other's psyche and each other's hearts,
then our minds will get the message.
It will close it off finally.
We'll stop searching for each other's souls,
listening for each other's footsteps,
and the cord will break which connects us.
If you want it, you have to really mean it,
to anchor it through and through.
or we'll continue to dance united
in spirit.
To break the cord between us,
we must unite in indifference,
not hearing the other's cry.
We must not care about joy or passion,
or comfort knowing the other is nearby.
If you truly want to break the cord between us,
you must not even slightly care!
Hurt, anger, love or longing
keeps the cord intact and strong.
Only the finality of indifference
can severe it in-two.
-- By Faith Chatham
copyright 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Break the Cord (excerpts)
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Beautiful! Yes, indifference will bring death to any relationship.
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