Weightless


How defiant this burden of weight
Some call isolation,
Others deem impatience,
That sometimes slow healing of blindness.

But…
 
To walk upon paths of Nature’s unexpected,
That sometimes circuitous route
Asking we accept disappointment,
Is but an invitation to embrace hard fought lessons.

For doesn’t much of life’s regret accompany insight,
Leaving us conscious that without mistakes,
Fewer teachings will be learned?
 
As for the heart…

Avoiding burden's weight is hard fought,
Genuinely earned when resistance wanes
And the essence of such rapture is accepted
As not a possession.
 
Love is a weightless,
Amorphous wonderment,
Reserved for those
Who readily accept disappointment,
Yet know passion’s reward persists in validating
Those who allow passion’s sublime complexity,
To remain a mystery.
 
The unbounded weightlessness of such an enigma...

How beautiful its reality.