"Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together;
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow."
---Kahil Gabran ( from "The Prophet" )
When you look at her and wonder
There are parts you cannot see
Like the half of her that's missing
For the whole that's not to be
You see a woman shining
Feet planted in the ground
What you can't see is the sorrow
Or just where it once was found
Her appearance is astounding
For never would you guess
That this soul grieves no longer
And her insides aren't a mess
Nor a jumble...for this horseman
He came and took her soul
Left a gypsy spirit breathless
Took a part and left a whole
For his gift to her...his answer
His love was here and gone
Now the whole of her is seeking
The heart he took and won.
Let him go with freedom's spirit
For he left her with a glow
Took a heart that wasn't beating
Left a seed with which to sow
Many memories in the making
And a promise to return
To the part of her that's missing
For the soul still here that yearns
Today is worth the waiting
The future is a guess
As the soul of one so empty
Is a part of him... at best.
And the love of these two spirits
Beat forever a new whole
And the part that wasn't total
Is a story to be told.
Fantastic story told in verse with the images and passion that only you can paint into a poem. Well done,
hugs,
Fee
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on May 8, 2006
Ah, Gabran, I soaked up some of his wisdom in past years. I see below that some are puzzled by your intent here. Me? I don't much care about intent, it is the reading and my own interputations that I care about. That makes me selfish? Probably. What can I say? I find within this exceptional piece of poetry age-old discoveries and truths realized. When he "Took a part and left a whole," then wandered off to some other zip code, this woman was not sad, because she had been given reason for life. Life, then, is this poetry's premise. Well done, you are quite the philosophical one these days, Susan.
Susan - I'm still working on this one. You have me guessing at several meanings within your words. Then, again, I'm not too sure that I understand your intent to do other than to keep me guessing. Again, "I'll get back to you on this one." - Bill
Susan
You open a lot of doors with this cryptic write, and leave some others slightly ajar, a wise decision, as my beloved Aunt always used to say...." Never, ever close a door behind you in life completely "
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Love tinka
hugs,
Fee
You open a lot of doors with this cryptic write, and leave some others slightly ajar, a wise decision, as my beloved Aunt always used to say...." Never, ever close a door behind you in life completely "
Love and Harmony
Peter
This one is FANTASTIC!!!!! I love the rhythm and the rhyme of this one! Wonderful flow!!!!! Wish I had written this. Heeeheee!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
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