CELESTIAL
The thing is
that I could never find a way
to interest her in
being with me.
It's not that I didn't try
or that I gave up easily
or that I didn't
keep in touch.
Her life just didn't have
room for me in it
except as an occasional
friend.
We loved one another.
I, perhaps,
more than she.
It was hard to tell.
I never knew
where she was
or who she was with,
if anyone.
I didn't know
what she did
when she was away
doing her thing.
Our orbits were
elliptical and seldom
overlapped,
almost random.
She disappeared
behind the Sun.
Blinded by her leaving
I awaited her return.
Jim Morgan---May 30, 2010
Angkor Wat, Cambodia
LOVE'S REDEMPTION
Love, you left me
and you really didn't say goodbye.
You left me with a question
That I could never answer for myself.
I see the grey limousine
in the distance
turning a corner and
disappearing from sight.
I know that it is you.
I call out to you and there is no reply.
Here in my waking dreams
early on a rainy Florida morning
I feel your absence so profoundly.
You left us all,
slipping away as you lay in the next room.
The you that was you
was long gone
before we witnessed your body's last breath.
I whispered in your ear
that I loved you and that it was OK for you to go,
but I lied to myself
to say that it was OK
because you left me with the feeling that
I had broken your heart.
You were gone and I could never
redeem myself with you.
Or, at least, not until today
when you appeared, symbolically,
in my dreams
and gave me another chance
to feel my grief and
to let go of those unfortunate
regrets.
Thank you, my Love.
Jim Morgan--August 27, 2012
