Written by Shawn Roske
Thursday, 17 September 2009 00:00
Initial grace upon the road to love,
there is the bright future ahead,
behind seems looming darkness of past small mind,
and now in this moment i live in trust--
only in this moment do i feel alive a righteous thrust.
Beloved before me,
my darling behind me,
and now my love is all around me,
only let this living beauty be real within me,
let my heart expand to contain her all,
let this journey end where i have begun,
at one with her as an eternal kiss,
everything and nothing unto immanent bliss.
Such be the simple of my being,
such be the simple of my heart's quest,
and at the root of this heart my innocent optimism,
that though wretched mind calls forth pessimistic fantasy,
similarly exalting itself with false egoistic visions,
i come back to my beloved's siren call,
a silent peace found deep to my core--
my end and my beginning a real touch to her great more.
Shawn Roske is a poet living in Ottawa, Ontario. His ongoing project may be found online at www.poetryproject2009.wordpress.com