Figment of my imagination–

Until I met you.

And then–

We danced a wild dream.

.

Open hearts collided.

Poetic visions united….

Fearlessly we witnessed

 Love’s song.

.

Days became weeks

And weeks turned to years.

The inside of my heart

Was called YOU.

.

Deep in the caverns

Of mind’s recesses

Old stories (of ME)

Disappeared.

.

Gradually, mysteriously…

Like the moon in her phases,

Eventually our nights

Became dark.

.

Time unbraided–

Wild hearts simply waited;

Yet LOVE, in her perfection,

Remained WHOLE.

.

Freedom is the teacher

Of this school, this course…

Her message to me was

Just LOVE…

.

Have gratitude for the journey.

Celebrate the memories…

Cherish the dances

You have done.

.

Love is the objective.

And also the answer.

It is the question

And also the SUN.

.

Attached to someone

Or  n o o n e

Love burns like a fire

That ultimately and truly is free.

.

It is okay to let go;

It is okay to still love…

Noone and someone

Are both Y O U.

.

This poem is, of course, about letting go of lost love–or more specifically letting go of possessive love in favor of universal love.  This is the gift all my experiences with love seem to give.  Love never has to die, it only has to evolve.  The lover and the beloved become one…

I wrote this about an important relationship in my life a few years ago for a poetry class I took at the University of Arizona but played with it a bit today …  as I continue to learn the humbling lessons of Love Alchemy.