© April 27, 2015
instead of a question of spirit
i solicited my teacher a question of love
not realizing they are one
she said to ask myself:
“can i live without her?”
the noise of my anger thought “yes”
the silence of my soul added
“…but would i want to?”
i inquired to the immortal yogi
if she were my love
without hesitation
“yes”
light projection on a screen
laid out where we are…
“it’s amazing how people so close
can become strangers so fast”
and what was needed…
“love requires sacrifice…always.”
art or award
has no value
until looking into the eyes
of the one you love
gives them meaning
i didn’t need help
with a question
whose answer i already knew
i needed my heart to thaw out
from the freeze of anger and ego
so that it could beat once again
and i could give to her anew
what is hers alone to take
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