Rumination: On the power of love and fragility of life.

Rumination: On the power of love and fragility of life.

A life

So easily lost.

A breath,

Exhaled.

Curling,

Like grey smoke

From an old Victorian

Chimney.

Dissipating.

Tossed on a wind,

That changes

How and where it blows.

Does it take me?

Carry my soul,

Whatever that may be,

Lifting it higher,

Taking me

Away from you,

When there is

So much

Left to say.

Should I hold

My breath

And stay this

Restless heaving,

For fear of

Life escaping,

And breaking

An attachment

So deep and warmly held

To you,

And all my earthly

Vows,

Made so long ago,

But just as potent now.

When,

With patent disregard

For love,

A life can be

So easily erased.

And promises,

Once so freely made,

Can be

Blithely snatched away.

Still that thought,

It may be nought.

And come tomorrow,

As it surely will,

The breath of life,

Long held for you,

Will blow.

A gentle breeze

Will pick up,

And scud across the sea,

Filling sails,

As it fills our hearts,

And we will

Be lifted.

Foundling souls,

Bound together,

With love

As a tether.

That never binds

Or chafes,

And it will

Have the power

To carry us both,

From here to there,

Forever.