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Love at second sight
I have known her for so very long,
Yet she continually shows me
What I have not known.
She remarks about things about me
That I thought so unremarkable,
Hidden, or obvious
That these things, in their mentioning,
Become remarkable. Her words,
Her thoughts are tuneful notes
So immediate and profound
They strike chords deep within me,
Do I do this to her? If there is
Any balance or love in the world
At all, I must!
Sometimes
I think my intensity scares her.
I want to tell her not to be afraid –
To imagine my love as the innocent act
Of a child who finally stops taking
And first learns to give.
To imagine my love as the wonderful feeling
Of fuzz on a peach
Or the essence of green
When holding a leaf to our star.
My love for her is as elemental
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-By Mark S. Foley
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As an atom and as life itself.
My love for her is no longer a quandary –
Even though I have begun
To cry and laugh at once.
At times she leaves me speechless.
Happiness does this.
I am no longer the yang
Trying to break away from the yin.
The circle no longer confines me –
Rather, it envelops us.
Am I now the stone thrown
Or the pool of water receiving it?
Which is she? It doesn’t matter, see!?
Because we make such beautiful rings!
There is no need to ponder anything else.
And so the Master knows he does not know
And all is answered.
The rings pass through still water,
Ever and ever larger.
I have known her for so very long
Yet she continually shows me
What I have not known.
My love for her is the most simple,
Innocent,
Wonderful,
Gratuitous act
Of a child who finally stops taking
And first learns to give.
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