A Face of Love

All Loves faces must disappear
Reappear to disappear
Endless faces chasing clear
All Loves faces must disappear

Like a bird in my hair
A startling scare
A teacher’s dare
A death to share.

She knows the truth of human life
Intuition chilling the dampened air
Living fragile in its care
She watches how it sets the snare.

They open like flowers in the sun
But man is not a flowering run
Each must live to become as one
God is not a flower undone.

They come with gifts to tempt
She takes the tease & sees the shift
Sees their bartered light to own
But still she walks her path alone.

They cannot gift what’s already owned
For her no bartered security zone
She lives this lonely poem
She knows the art of coming home.

An Angel blurring clear
Clarity breathing in her ear
Whispering sweet nothings she wants to hear
Nothing is everything made clear.

Letting go!
Each hello a fond goodbye
A timeless moment getting high
A river knowing it can’t lie.

Like honeyed thorns
Holly in my hair
I want her to know my hello is goodbye
A shooting star to light the sky.

I want her to know
A surfing epiphany on mountains high
A bird of freedom for us to fly
On wings that know that life’s a lie.

All Loves faces must disappear
Reappear to disappear
Endless faces chasing clear
All Loves faces must disappear.
    OnePositive