This poem animates the complexities of spirits dwelling one into the other.

It is love's own puzzle.

Happy Saint Valentine's Day!

Susan*

When you look at her and wonder

There are parts you can not 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

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 two good spirits

Beat forever a new whole

And the part that wasn't total

Is a story to be told.


Author ~ Susan K. Rowse

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