Faraway Love
Just when I thought the Garden of my Heart was still and quiet again,
the same one I told you in those final days I would keep forever beautiful for you,
You appeared in my dreams, warm, real and so youthful and Spring-like, you took my breath away,
haunting me with your soft brown eyes,
your smile reminding me all over again of the wondrous depths of our Love -
the perfect harmony we were working towards, and the solid comfort of deep familiarity.
From a Faraway Place you asked me to open up my Heart to Love again, and I have tried so hard, only to find myself falling in Love with you all over again,
Aching with wanting you near me,
Just to hold you and tell you how much you meant to me, will always mean to me...
The precious photos around me bear witness to all that we were, still are, for Love is an eternal energy that can never die...
You are my Faraway, but ever-new True Love,
the perfect missing jigsaw piece for my full Heart, that you alone can fill...
And then I remembered.....
Just before you left you asked me with a look in your eyes I shall remember always...
"to keep on writing, whatever happens"
to tell the story we would have told together,
about our Love, our Life with all its mysterious happenings, and the momentous journey we travelled together,
and taking your hand in mine, I promised..
but grief and sadness have held me back,
along with fear of the unbearable piercing pain of fresh loss filling my days again...
But now I understand why you have filled my dreams once more... a gentle, coaxing reminder of that solemn promise made on your last day upon this amazing Earth, when a glorious Rainbow filled the sunlit sky through the softly falling rain ,and you held a Passion flower in your open hand
Stunning but simple and apt metaphors of your Life...
but I will my Love,
the time is right,
The day has dawned
And so it begins.....
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Cryssa
Regis
Instead of fighting the grief, it is as you say better to keep the love even at the cost of pain, to let the grief have it's way with the heart. I love how as you write you communicate with this dear person who has died, and in that way stay fully connected.
I understand in my own way, Diana, I have not lost a partner, but have lost both of my extraordinary parents within several months of each other, and the pain has left me just grieving and stunned. Grief is proof of how much we love.
Bless you,
Christine
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
With love,
David
Stunningly beautiful and poignant, you have put into words what I thought could not be expressed, the mutual and unequivocable love that burns intensely between two people brought together by the hand of fate.
The intensity of the longing and ache spills over on the page.
Hang Tough !
Peter
Ron
in this work disarms me and moves me deeply;
Diana, this is simply beautiful
john
Christine
Amor
Sandy
In Spirit,
Bear
Sad, but good poem, my friend.
Mark
Extremely moving and deep in love. To have such a love is only a dream for most. You and he were and are blessed forever. Thank you for allowing the rest of us a small glimpse of the dream.
Budd
to the passion flower in softly falling rain. May a lovely rainbow
appear too!
Lady Mary Ann
So soulfully felt, this poem brings tears to my eyes. I can feel your love and loss. Oh sweet friend, I send you healing energy and positive vibrations so you can write your love story...Go in peace, light and love,
Amber
Excellent! I would suggest that all those photos and mementos you have near you that they be lovingly replaced with something to keep the eyes from haunting you, Diana. You can still love forever, and you can still write the story. In fact, I have a feeling that the story can be written even better without all that one-on-one editing from the photos, etc.. You know what I mean I think. Be yourself! Always keep your love strong, but I doubt even he would expect you to hold him up in shrine-like reverence.