NOTES: Found this profound poem in on my computer tonight. I had completely forgotten about it. I often write poems in a kind of meditative, stream-of-consciousness state and then just forget about them. It is very healing for me. This one is no exception. Reading it gave me chills. It’s rather potent and personal, but vulnerability is a beautiful thing. The disappointments in my life have taught me so much, brought me ever closer to the core of my heart. They have helped me learn to heal myself and thus carry the wisdom of transformation within.
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.
(For any who do not know, “moksha” is a Sanscrit word that means “liberation” and usually specifically refers to liberation from cycles of death and rebirth. I took a “Religions of Asia” class in college and learned the word then. I became a yoga instructor some years later and revisited the concept. Ever since, I have been fascinated by it. “Moksha”–it’s a beautiful word. I do tend to believe in multiple lives, though I am not fixed in my perspective about this or any belief. One day recently I came across “moksha” in something I was reading and thought “that would make a nice poem”. So, I sat down and wrote this. Most of my poems just “happen” kind of like that. Inspiration and a few moments later, if I follow the inspiration, = poem.)