LOVE

I walked through a store, I used to shop;
I could feel her at my side;
a memory existed; like a photo op;
how could such memory reside?

Little bleeps and blurbs, of memories past;
my present awareness could not escape;
news clips of a lifetime, seemed to just last;

I write from my feelings, deep within;
intending your sorrows to share;
sometimes, I don’t know where to begin;
wanting to show others, I care.

Strangly enough, such feelings return;
emotions travel in a circular fashion;
from such energies, I’m able to learn;
the Love of God’s

A beautiful red bird entered my world;
a flower of a rose wearing wings;
into the world this Cardinal was hurled;
strutting with the trappings of kings.

Why he had come; no one knows;
he had simply come from nowhere;
and Perfection in red took his pose;
and all were

I traveled alone down the country road,
where I’d been, so many times before.
This time I carried an emotional load;
for I had lost the one I adore.

She had passed away some time ago;
her body had turned into dust.
Before the summer; and after the snow;

I am a part of the river of life;
carving destiny out of rock;
sorrows destined to  be a wife;
my waters approaching a dock.

Success was not meant as a goal;
it was only a part of the path;
failure has really an equal role;
love overcoming our wrath.

There is a pain, only God can heal;
emotionally kicked in the shin;
so deep within; that I cannot reveal;
I don’t even know where to begin.

A mind is drawn in search of recovery;
but, recovery cannot be found;
gouged by the injury of discovery;
and peace can